It's black or it's white,
Day or night,
Either all of everything
or nothing to be seen.
Either evil or good,
Shouldn't or should,
A success or a failure,
It's dead or it's green.
You're blonde or brunette,
You're Karl or Suzette,
With a bald head or not
and you're dirty or clean.
The present is here,
The destination is there,
And a vast empty air
Fills the space in between.
The destination is far,
Even by car
It would take many years
To arrive.
And going halfway
Would be worthless, I say,
Useless,
So why even try?
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