Labeled a Fool
I'm often labeled a fool
for helping my fellow man.
And criticized for being
a loser without a plan.
Folks insist my time’s squandered,
tending to the sick and weak.
Why assist the destitute,
they're best left on the street?
Some suggest I play their game
and adopt their point of view.
For it’s totally crazy
to worry the way I do.
Most say you can't save sinners,
their misery's meant to be.
And when they beg you for coins,
walk-on, as if you don't see.
Why suffer another's pain,
they preach at me night and day?
But Karma repays kindness
and will send some back my way.
(Quatrain)
1/25/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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