My world is true

woven with white lies

to shield blackness

in the gory red

I see no absolute

white and black are colours

so is grey

for i see no blending

My world is

it was, it will be

neither good nor evil

living within me

No culture defines me

I pray no lord

the temple chimes in air

evokes no thought

I live, so will all

I say no should

life may be a mystery

I seek not to solve