In The Middle

When two sides fight, who wants to be in the middle?

Country life, free-living, surviving off the land;

City-life, high class wealth, legacy money made off man;

Then there’s me, someplace in the middle, in between free and priceless.

No weapon formed shall prosper, yet Black Lives Matter long before they’re lifeless.

Free country-men fighting for their right to be free.

Wealthy men lying in front of cameras, “Hey, look at me!”

Then, there’s me…virtually sending condolences for lives lost to the coronavirus.

In the middle, holding on tight to “If God be for us, who can be against us?”

When two sides fight, the hardest place to be has got to be in the middle.

Love,

Phoenix 💖