The Line

On the line i stood where Good and Bad separates

On the line where Evil and Justice Separates.

On the line i stood where time past and time future separates 

On the line where the Flesh and the Spirit separates

On the line where all things look gray, where all things merged in overall amazement

where the inner senses can't get into the constant motion of my head, where it looks 

like waves of hurricane.

On the line where perspiration meets aspiration there i stood. 

The line that doesn't exist, there i stood hoping it did, praying it occurs.

                               ----Abraham Dicey Jones.