In this dirty day and age
An orb of good and evil is the stage,
Hiding in shadows, in faces
In sweetness, in stories, in many places.
In the harshest of opposites, we must sometimes relate.
So easily misunderstood,
The greatness attainable
When intentions are good?
Innocent, pure, and good of heart
Fairly, we all begin this game.
Somewhere over the span of time
Evil threatens all of us the same.
In this ageless battle between evil and good,
In this clash of opposites, we all must exist.