Balance (Original Poem)

 Balance.

Creation.

The basis of all things.
For light to exist
There must be darkness.
Good people and Bad
Happy and Sad
Girls and Boys
Tranquility and Noise.
Chaos and Peace
The strong and the weak.

Day.

These words that I speak
Are not nonsense.
Without Balance
This world would be boring
Or eradicated from existence

No relationships would work
one is need to balance the other
Like the seesaw I used to play on 
with my litte brother

Sometimes ur up
other times ur down
But even when down
Lose the frown
A smile is magic out of a hat
Even in times of pain
In pouring rain
Especially on a lover's face
A bad day it does erase

Give it to others to restore the balance
Especially in NYC 
Where smiles are hard to see
Sing a song
Dance a dance
Play ur jam
Spread some joy
And watch the smiles pop up
Like on the face of a little boy.

Night.

So even when youre sad
Mad 
Glad
It may be hard
But try cracking a smile
And hope it lasts a while. 

Cremation.

Balance.