There are no hard situations
There are no excuses
There are no anti-heroes
There are no complex characters
There are no vague answers
There are no unknown questions
There are no grey decisions
There's just a lack of knowledge
It's the middle of the road
And you just don't know
Where you're supposed to go
But you stand somewhere
Where the messenger of God
Has walked and crossed
So why not ask
Him where
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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