Where there is love,

there is also hate,

Intruding on the former’s

extensive estate;

Where there is wisdom,

there is folly,  too,

Falsehoods and fallacies,

old and new;

Where logic abides,

 contradiction seems

To be weaving its fabric

of chequered schemes;

Where there is hope,

 there is also despair,

Abandonment, lack

of reason and care;

Where there is freedom,

there is also excuse

For exploitation

and unfair abuse;

Where wealth and comfort

 freely abound

There is also hunger

 creeping around;

A sound economy is

welcome, indeed,

But can it fulfill 

the poor man’s need?

While opportunity

 wins applause,

For accommodating

a worthy cause,

It does not knock

at every door,

Announcing what

 it holds in store.

There is room for certainty,

room for doubt;

This is what life

 is really about.