two faces of the same coin

if I surface in head side
my tails side I cannot see
both me though

in my head side i see only good I cannot have remotest idea how evil
evil ia

it is better for me not to know

i know i do not know
when I am silent
and everyone known too
even by mistake I must not call evil as evil
even by mistake I must not call good as good

if I do,

my world is split and the reason is me
indivisible is divided with a philosophy
none but my philosophy
fat too much knowledge for my comfort

why Am i writing so many words

only reason i do not want that to be spoken by me
the two halves of my world would separate more

only glue is my silence to unite my world
knowledge of silence must be used
cannot be misused
the one and only way to communicate silence is by observing silence
my right hand does have to touch my left hand

My coin is a square one
or round one
that is one face only
nothing written on it

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