Where Wrong meets Right
Where Right could not stand the fight
Around a battle where Wrong had all the armory
Lies shined on her knuckles, ready to punch the truth out of anything
Ignorance wrapped around her head, with arrogance as the dominant color
Impatience placed perfectly on her feet, ready to stand when she should take a seat
Right left the fight disappointed
Her friends reality, truth and manners got her re-appointed
She was suppose to show wrong what’s Right
Show Wrong why she should end the fight
But Wrong was headstrong
She knew she did not belong
Though she kept the battle like an ongoing song
Where the melodies were false
The tunes were in vain
Where truth was fought and injured with unbelievable pain
The sight of Right even in the middle of the night during the awful fight
Can drive the most logical of man insane
How can something so Wrong, be with Right on the same plain?
Oh Wrong was ready for the fight with Right
The fight she would fight with all her might
But wrong, she wasn’t strong
She saw something while in the fight with right
When her lies hit the truth she tried to get by her sight
She was so close to see right
But what scared her, was the light
The light that shined so bright from Right made her quiver and think of taking a flight
But she continued the fight
Wrong was not giving up to right
Just because she was right
Screw that, she can make the most ugliest things look right
Like the time she knew Hijab was Right, she fought and hijab was no longer in sight
It was funny at first because those somehow made her lose a portion of her light
How strong though
Is wrong
That’s not the real question
How strong is right
That’s not the real question
How bright is your light
To combat the fight
That happens in your heart, mind and soul…. Practically every day and night
How bright is your light
How strong is your Right
