gray space

The world isn't perfect; 
Never was
Never will be. 

I am white with a little
Gray space,
A little darkness
That craves my soul. 

The world is a complex web, 
Connecting morals with law, 
But at the same time, 
Unweaving them 
To the
Gray space. 

Morals aren't subject to laws;
Laws aren't subject to morals. 
No universality.
Regulation is made by the victors, 
The dark, 
And the gray, 
For it's a world of
Gray space.