Variables fit into equations,
And equations can be solved.
They can only be right or wrong.
But equations have human handlers.
Humans don’t always like black or white.
Even though the law on its face,
Needs concrete like black and white to survive.
Humans paint concrete with the spatter of blood,
And the tears of bystanders swept up
in the flaws of humanity:
The “right” reflex,
The superiority complex,
Greed,
Drive for popularity, to be known.
And that beautiful art of ease.
One day, I will help clean the walls of evidence.
But I will not act alone.
SickyBeat 