BAD BEHAVIOUR
There are times that I go silent
Silent, not because I know not what the response would be
It is just…
These hooligans have no respect for another human being
They act so innocent and pure
But they are rotten to the core
They are friendly in front of your face
but behind your back, they say the most obscure things
no common decency whatsoever
not even an ounce of remorse in these human beings
they pray on the weak-hearted
kill them with kindness
but not too much…
as they enjoy walking over people
good manners are frowned upon
curse words are part of their minute vocabulary
they smother their mistakes with praise
they do not like people who want to live righteously
they fit in with those who live haphazardly
the life I live is too boring for them
they take the easy way out in life
when their life goes into disarray
they are angry at those who wanted to help them along the way
ignorance is their downfall
listening is a skill not practice much
as hearing the truth, makes their blood boil
they toil with their lives by being reckless
no one cares about you
so now you want to be careless?
Stare the truth in the face
And stop being hostile to those with a good heart
Start living right so you can win an argument
LIVE WELL AND DIE OLD
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