If you can't be good...
Why awaken
To sun rising
Impregnating...
Why breathe in
Showering
Negating
All that's bad
If you can't be good...
Why smell the roses
Dance in the rain
Fight restraint
Why see the light
In the shadow
Smell sweet victory
In adversity
If you can't be good...
Why hear the sound
Of cosmic music
And not fall asleep
Why taste sweetness
In bitterness
When life's beautiful
Nothing's a cesspool
Richard Wlodarski
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