I’m caught in the middle between angels and demons And in their persuasions lost. Some tell me “this” the others “that” And I’m left counting the cost. A blessing, some would say I have, To dapple among both worlds. Instead, I walk a twisted path of uncertainty and swirls. by Garret Woo c. 2004

Categories: 2000-2010, poetry • Tags: angels, blessing, demons, path