The Right Shadow Poem by lee robin thomas

quickly
you must choose
between right and wrong

if you get away with it
was it right
or were you lucky

evil comes in many costumes
some smile
some pat your back

you must dress appropriately
for every task
in either white, black or gold

the truth is unbiased
it watches you from within
when you go without

the radio presenters yell at you
the news of you
you have become evil

god turns his face
like a grumpy old man
you have shown him no reasonable excuse

the pirates laugh
the women smile
you have found a home

slowly you look in the mirror
a fat face stares back
too many fingers in too many pies

you scribble down your signature
I am in!
now your hands tie

then finally in old age you look back
brows crease
you have to live this one down

so was it right or wrong
to choose in relativity
you feel it in your gut

and now you must own your shadows