A Pair of Points

A Pair Of Points

For every action there’s reaction.
If you sow corn, you reap corn.
In pairs lives the world,
As good, bad, hot or cold.

If every one’s good
And no one’s bad,
How to judge a good
Among everyone good?

If everyone is man
And there’s no woman
How a progeny be seen
In the man’s world clean?

If every day remains hot
And the cold remains not
How the heat be blown out
With the cold that exist not?

If the world is full of hate,
And the love goes abate,
How bad can be its fate
With all eyes ever on hate?

In pairs, things coexist.
Behold, this is the gist
Of the Holy orders just
One should know at least.