“Fire & Ice”

I roll ash between finger and thumb,

while sitting here stoned and sipping spiced rum.

My mind grows tired and sick from the thoughts,

of a world so uncured with mind blowing plots.

As I continue the resisting to feel relentlessly numb.

I ponder the times of serenity for some.

We all strive daily for further understanding,

How is this world so lost yet at the same time astounding?

We all live in fear; to scared to sin.

Yet, We live in a world where people kill to win.

I see no crime in letting your dark side shine,

It's how one learns their perforated lines.

Injustice has become our laws,

the others have been long forgot.

I intend to restore humanity,

With my hearts humility.

I intend to instill trust with truths

Without using weaknesses of personal abuse.

As society points out those who go their own way,

Don't judge hastily for the ones choosing their own identity.

I am a rebel in my own right,

Intending to move forward and continuing the fight.

To bring fire and ice together.

The scorching fire of judgement and

The clear pure water of acceptance.

For I know the truth; 

fire and ice don't mix.

Will the frozen purity of acceptance put out the inferno of judgement? 

Or will the blazing fire prevail?

Time will only tell....