Do you prefer angels or devils?
On sunny days I like angels.
On rainy days I like devils.
On some sunny days I like devils.
On some rainy days I like angels.
On all sunny days I like angels.
On all sunny days I like devils.
On all rainy days I like angels.
On all rainy days I like devils.
Sometimes I am one.
Or the other.
Other times I pretend. Or dress up.
Other times, its someone in the mirror,
or over my shoulder.
Sometimes you are.
I prefer both.
Red or Cold.
Heaven and Hell.
Both, below and above,
from the East they come.
Dig down or rise high.
It’s a position I’m always in.
A debate I continue every day.
Sunny or rainy.
© 1997 David Greg Harth
97.05.01.01:33:00@NYCUSA