Two Sides of a Coin

A man holds out his hand in love
With heartfelt compassion
Hoping for a better future
To give strength
Clearing away sorrow’s tears.

Then you have a man who can walk a thousand mile’s
With sadness like a black storm ridden cloud
Never finding hope
Anger is more his friend
As death may seem a relief from life
But not from future’s torment.

As a coin has two side’s so does society
You can live for the good of mankind
Or create it’s destruction.
Allah deemed man should be good and the world flourish
Not oppression, poverty and war.

- Deborah