08-05-2015, 06:07 PM
Good Person
I give to charity,
so that others
might live happily,
so that mothers
can feed their kids
I care for my family
I am considerate
I want them to be happy
I am not burdened
by my deeds
I do them with love,
I provide for their needs
and make sure they have enough
Why do bad things happen to me?
I'm such a good person, can't you see?
Please don't hurt them
I give to charity.
I tend to broken hearts.
I live happily.
I am smart.
I tell my secrets to the right people,
those that need my help,
I don't gossip,
I'm selectively truthful.
Good people are kind.
We lie when lies get us by.
Good people are considerate
(killers)
Consider it
(killers)
considerate
Good people love people (just one pill)
Good people let others win
(Sin no sin)
Good people don't ask questions
(Answers indefinite)
Good people know only good
(Get out while you could)
Join us, I'm such a good person join us I'm such a good person joy
I'm so innocent,
I'll never lie.
Always smile when you say goodbye.
But you'll never leave
Never leave
We're such good people.
Ask again?
When?
Tomorrow?
"It would seem that he has indeed risen from his grave, after three days I'm told, apparently to save them, quite bold.
"Why do bad things happen to me?
I'm Such a goOd persON.
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I wrote this poem to try and illustrate how the good intentions of people are corrupted by forces that they are not aware of. It is a difficult thing to show because even the most disturbing things in the poem seem very innocent, but they most certainly are not. The idea behind the poem is the most important for me, I'm not so bothered by technical aspects, but I am aware of the fact that they are important. Any advice or critique would be appreciated.
I give to charity,
so that others
might live happily,
so that mothers
can feed their kids
I care for my family
I am considerate
I want them to be happy
I am not burdened
by my deeds
I do them with love,
I provide for their needs
and make sure they have enough
Why do bad things happen to me?
I'm such a good person, can't you see?
Please don't hurt them
I give to charity.
I tend to broken hearts.
I live happily.
I am smart.
I tell my secrets to the right people,
those that need my help,
I don't gossip,
I'm selectively truthful.
Good people are kind.
We lie when lies get us by.
Good people are considerate
(killers)
Consider it
(killers)
considerate
Good people love people (just one pill)
Good people let others win
(Sin no sin)
Good people don't ask questions
(Answers indefinite)
Good people know only good
(Get out while you could)
Join us, I'm such a good person join us I'm such a good person joy
I'm so innocent,
I'll never lie.
Always smile when you say goodbye.
But you'll never leave
Never leave
We're such good people.
Ask again?
When?
Tomorrow?
"It would seem that he has indeed risen from his grave, after three days I'm told, apparently to save them, quite bold.
"Why do bad things happen to me?
I'm Such a goOd persON.
---------------------------
I wrote this poem to try and illustrate how the good intentions of people are corrupted by forces that they are not aware of. It is a difficult thing to show because even the most disturbing things in the poem seem very innocent, but they most certainly are not. The idea behind the poem is the most important for me, I'm not so bothered by technical aspects, but I am aware of the fact that they are important. Any advice or critique would be appreciated.