Perspective sings these shaded grays awake-
Long not for the surety of your youth when absolutes were easy ground to stake: resolute positions absent of proof.Maturity brings those faded days to fore, introspection births new philosophies, incredulity that I was so sure, now aware of my mind’s monstrosities. Black black hats in westerns, bad luck from black cats, evil easily defined in pictures— such simple immemorial combat, basing bias on some scripture’s strictures shine the light of nuance on certitude: social stains once paid such veneration often spring from absolute platitudes— witness: American segregation. White was a time when polite society cherished this immoral privilege. Racially defining society, which is, by any measure, sacrilege more than race, age, sex, division of creed, we fall prey to baseless supposition showing certitude to justify deed Seldom contrite of our own volition. Life presents itself in the subtlest shades: chords of certainty birth arpeggios trailing our fervent youthful escapades as certainty fades diminuendo.Independent thought, born to make contrasts examines not just what but also why, begging youth’s expectations be surpassed, asking what purpose Black and White belieResolve to witness your remaining days examining everything astutely— give consideration to all the grays, measure the minutia resolutely.
