The Middle

By Immane A Shiphrah

There’s black and there’s white

But they say it’s in the grey that life lies.

I always say it’s either all or none

For me It’s always been crawl or run.

The inbetweens never made sense

I thought they were between the extremes, a fence.

People notice the top and bottom

But the average are left unnoticed often.

Here I am fighting to reach the extreme

But living my life from the middle, it’s only been a dream.

What are the in betweens like?

Do the middle people have no life?

It took me all the time in the world to know

That it was the inbetweens that made us grow.

There is significance in the middle

Only the question and answer don’t make a riddle.

Its the thinking in between that matters

When people don’t realize , the middle shatters.

Though it took me long to understand

I’m glad i finally do .

I thought in betweens kill, but that is where dreams brew .

Life happens in the middles

They make up most of lives , though they sound little.

It’s the inbetweens that cause a change

It’s the middle-livers that set the range .

By Immane A Shiphrah