My Poetry. The Balance of Being.

You love, you hate;
You're up, you're down;
You're in, you're out;
You smile, you frown.

You laugh, you cry;
You see, you are blind;
You eat, you starve;
You lose, you find.

You scream, you are mute;
You come, or you go;
You are happy, you are sad;
You die, or you grow.

You like, you loathe;
You are free, you are chained;
You think, you imagine;
Your brain is trained.

You promote, you ignore;
You rise, you fall down;
You keep a poker face;
You float, or you drown.

You give, you take;
You are either a real person,
Or merely a fake.

You war, or like peace;
You enter, you leave;
You start, or you cease.

You swim, or you sink;
You walk, or you run;
You are either serious,
Or prefer to have fun.

© William Sinclair Manson 2025