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The helplessness of goodness baffles me.
The only question I have left is this:
Why goodness doesn't rise and strike. But see,
She'd vacate goodness with each evil hiss.
The paradox of goodness wears me out.
The back-and-forth of strategies to fix
All evils while remaining true about
Her principles takes mirrors, smoke and tricks.
The oath that's sworn to goodness—no surprise
That though she gives no answer when we ask,
We faithfully re-pledge when we arise
And promise to try harder at each task.
The weakness of this goodness frustrates me,
But seeing nothing better, good I'll be.
The only question I have left is this:
Why goodness doesn't rise and strike. But see,
She'd vacate goodness with each evil hiss.
The paradox of goodness wears me out.
The back-and-forth of strategies to fix
All evils while remaining true about
Her principles takes mirrors, smoke and tricks.
The oath that's sworn to goodness—no surprise
That though she gives no answer when we ask,
We faithfully re-pledge when we arise
And promise to try harder at each task.
The weakness of this goodness frustrates me,
But seeing nothing better, good I'll be.
Sonnet.
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