In old-time western movies it was as simple as that

The bad guys wore black, the nice ones - white hats

And as we evolved with films from this age-old premise

Things changed, and it was no longer - simple tennis



For pictures became muddied, badly-lit and clouded

As people lost track of good vs. bad, and films touted

The idea there was good in the bad, and bad in good

As our perceptions became muddled, caught in woods 



Until now we have to accept there is nobody perfect

For, no matter what - there are personality conflicts

No single person can fit ideally into our life-scheme 

Those who think there can be, are riding on a dream



But, never-the-less ... wonderful folks do abound

All it takes is patience to bring some ideas around

From complex scenarios derived from film of life

As we sort our values, and set up priorities to hype



Ambitions we have, which are clear and directed

Can soon alter course, as others bring perspective

And then the reality sinks in - there is more depth

To some, and so we open our minds to the test ...



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

9:40am Sun. March 15th, 1998