Robin Amy Bass

TWO SIDES

Robin Amy Bass: Two Sides There are two sides to every story
There’s yours and then there’s mine
Though once we stood on the same side
These days we redefine

The lines that we call boundaries
Invisible but clear
There a two sides to every story
Each clings to his own fear

There are two sides to every corner
There’s more than one way out
Sometimes we must step backwards
Or turn ourselves about

To navigate the forest,
Must we chop down the trees?
Sometimes it’s best to bite one’s tongue
Then just say what you please

There are two sides to every story
Though some would disagree
We each have our own version
But truth would make it three

It’s hard to be objective
When passion rules the floor
Though you may win the battle
Sometimes you lose the war

There are two sides to every tunnel
With one light at the end
These days I hate to argue
I’m too old to pretend

That I have all the answers
I’m stuck in shades of gray
Now, trying to make light of this
While you refuse to play

There are two sides to every story
Two sides to every coin
I’m hoping we can mend the rift
And once again rejoin