I am torn between two sides,
Either one claims it provides,
The ultimate way of thinking and acting.


Every day is a new fight,
What is wrong and what is right,

When sometimes it turns out to be the other?

I ask myself what do I need,

Am I to regret my next deed,
And even if I do so, it still might be needed.


Just lend me an ear and hear my advice,
Your problems shall be solved all in a trice!


Come here!
Near to me.


No. I won't come. No. You are wrong.

The neater side tries to convince,

That it has been right ever since,
And if I'd listened to it I'd have a clean slate.


Nay, says the other, be no fool,
Don't listen to this bragging mule,
Those who always seem so kind are often just mendacious!


I ask myself what do I need,
Am I to regret my next deed,

And even if I do so, it still might be needed.

Just lend me an ear and hear my advice,

Your problem shall be solved all in a trice!

Go out and light a great fire.

See the flames follow your desire.
Burn down your foes, burn them alive.
Not a single one shall survive!


Stop your judgment, stop it now,
I hate it when you disavow,

That you ever told me things that didn't turn out well.

Well my friend what do you seek?

If you ask then we shall speak.
If you stop to question us we will remain in silence.


I ask myself what do I need,
Am I to regret my next deed,
And even if I do so, it still might be needed.


Just lend me an ear and hear my advice,
Your problems shall be solved all in a trice!


Come here!
Near to me.