Sorry for the frustration,

but thank you for the contrast, dear…

When the data meets the meaning

That’s when everything gets clear.

Yeah the poor sits by the palace,

And the clean beside the scar,

And the space between them whispers

Who we really are.

I saw a healthy cortex glowing

Next to firing gone astray,

Didn’t draw a line with language

Let the silence show the way.

I laid a judge beside a profit,

Natural rights beside a fee,

Didn’t call it corruption

Let the contrast speak to me.

Then I put tomorrow’s memory

Next to thoughts of dying breath,

And the future learned the meaning

Of the shadow called its death.

I once said, “Look at the truck and the toy,”

That was all you had to know…

Now I say, “Place two worlds together,”

Watch the hidden meanings grow.

From a child’s eye to a surgeon’s hand,

From a tear to a theorem’s proof,

The space between them tells the story

More honest than the truth.

Sorry for the frustration…

but thank you for the contrast tonight…

When the simple meets the complicated

That’s where understanding lights.

Yeah I never had to tell you,

I just set them side by side,

And the difference sang the answer

I was trying to hide.

Two things standing next to each other…

And suddenly…

everything makes sense.