Divine intervention

Whatever is good is divine, Whoever chooses wrong is entwined with evil, Let the foul pollute themselves, And those who lie, let them continue their tales. Bad liars must have good memories. Today, my passion is my solace, It helps me navigate the madness around me. It only takes one, two, three to trigger my anxiety. "The thoughts you resist persist," they say. With the positive energy I hold, I greet you all with a hearty welcome and a smile, Letting you know I appreciate every one of you. Whatever is good is divine, Whoever chooses wrong is just evil. My life is an open book, revealed in my poetry. Some seek plastic surgery to better themselves, I improve my mind with my writing. Words are my friends, surrounding me. As my broken heart aches, my writing improves, Like a crying baby given a lollipop. At times, the sound of rain calms me, Lying awake won't help, but the tick-tock of rain might. I choose my words carefully, For manufacturers lie at times, And one size doesn't fit all. Because the manufacturers lie at times All sizes don’t fit all.