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bestow

no good deed goes unpunished
no bad deed unrewarded
just deciding which is what
the altruistic and the sordid

depends upon the angle of view
what an act is deemed to better
and who it might be bettered to
gain advantage, and who's the debtor

gray is life's chromatic scale
certainty colored by present perception
think our discernment to no avail
that may be our own self-deception

clarity is the provenance of youth
blurrier is wizened maturity's truth

© Goode Guy 2012-11-14

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  1. Date: 11/19/2012 6:20:00 AM

    it is a sad state of affairs, but with so many older people loosing their memory, their minds, it is no surprise at all. Wonderful poem, Guy. Happy Thanksgiving. hugs, catie :)