No One Was Born Bad Poem by Bakare Oluwagbenga Michael
No One Was Born Bad
No one was born bad;
Life begins to turn sad;
Our minds tend to get mad;
For the good things we never had.
Danger button clicks in the brain;
Conscience is flushed down the drain;
The mind starts to go insane;
And good news will come in vain.
To draw blood, we gad;
Humanity becomes a fad;
Personality transforms to cad;
No one was born bad...
Friday, November 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sad,life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Every bad individual was a victim of circumstances. Even the devil was once a saint. But this does not really justify the fact that they are bad. All we need to handle these circumstances rightly is the strong will to trust in our Maker...
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4/23/2024 2:32:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
yes i do agree with you that every bad man was a victim of circumstances, well penned poem, thanks for sharing.