Some loves and can't stop
Others' hate won't end
The path we ply might be by choice
But some are born just the way they are
Beasts are born, some are made
Victims are born and some become their preys
Darkness glitters as the orient sun
In this realm where evil is good
Some choices will make in life
Will ruin the little good left in us
Some are gay on their hills
Others lost in their own abyss
Who we are and what will become
Depends on which side of life we are
© Olatuja Oloyede
Pen Panther
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