Untouched By The Day Or Night

There are two sides of life as there is for the soul, One that is covered by the day of light that repels deathly crawl, Second that is covered by the night of darkness that overflows from any bowl, Surprisingly a pair of slippers stand in between their foreshadowing maul, Any creature wears or moves it for they could actually decide, They may look like slippers but that's how their presence reside, It moves as it makes a step but it can never be pushed aside, A step it takes conceives a scenario for they represent an aspect of ours that comes from the inside, These slippers are labelled as choice for many ages, Every step either repeated history or burnt them in pages, Every move it makes either gave or levied wages, And every breath it took either liberated or imprisoned someone from or in cages, The nature of choice decides whether it needs to make things right, As it isn't a subject for light and darkness to fight, Choice realizes when to step in or step back as it's realization is our foresight, Though it stands between the light and dark still it's left untouched by the day or night.