Right and left…mind and soul. Nice.
My right hand writes my mind.
My left hand writes my soul.
In between lives a torn heart. It battles for the right and left.
It is the right and left.
But what day does not have a night and light?
Writing open truths for those that only know lies.
Telling lies to hope the spirit does not die.
We live as one. My right hand and left.
One mind, one soul, one heart.