Relations

Neither in black 

nor in white 

the world is somewhat grey 

in this maze of masked faces 

we have to find our way 

who is an enemy 

who is a friend 

it's difficult to say by faces 

the relations that we make are shaped

by situations and circumstances 

what seems so dear today 

can prove to be a burden tomorrow 

what makes the heart 

to leap with joy 

can break it with deep sorrow 

no one deserves the blind trust 

and no body can be claimed

nothing is final or assured 

and there is no one to be blamed 

we try to find 

our own reflections 

in others whom we meet 

the matching things brings us near 

the contrasts make us retreat