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Always Make The Right Decision

Enigma of Choice

How do I make decisions? Sometimes with some stress.
That’s because when I make them, they are right or wrong.
But, who then makes that judgment? Does anyone know?
Right and wrong are each concepts evasive, although
When I take life at ease and just carry along
With a pure heart, there’s nothing I need to confess.

My exam paranoia I could deal with first.
Many levels of conflict in life I can make.
And in living that way, I’m reluctant to move.
If I make a mistake, others will disapprove.
Should I err, then in joyfulness, I shall partake
Of the most gracious lesson and not be accursed.

Those who think they are right fairly much of the time
May well turn into tyrants who dictate what’s right.
I don’t need to do right things. I need only be
In a right place with others and also with me.
For some eons, the question is used to ignite
Tribal conflict instead of the peace paradigm.

Animals are exclusive. They need boundaries.
Nature makes them that way, yet what sets us apart
Is that we are inclusive. We strive to be more
Than our limited views often leading to war.
Life for us means involvement in soul, mind and heart
With the whole of existence as we reach for keys.

Why Good People Don’t Get Anywhere

Helping thee Helpless

Goodness knows there are good folk found most everywhere.
They consider themselves not particularly
Beatific in nature. They do what feels right.
It does not seem a burden. It seems a delight
To do kind acts of service most wholeheartedly
For those who are quite willing and able to care.

There’s a counterfeit goodness that makes people ill.
It’s the notion that some things are good and some bad.
As we develop labels and take to our sides,
Nothing of what is goodness inside us resides.
When goodness must rely on badness, it is sad.
It is much like a sickness brought forth through our will.

If I’m good, I’m not hungry. My stomach is full.
But the others are starving. So they must be bad.
As I pray for them, if I take righteous delight
In their suffering, what craziness makes that right?
Which goodness liberates one becomes one’s comrade.
Those addicted to goodness are steeped in the bull.