Rambles Of An older Person.A Poem by OnlymeYou never know who you have as a neighbour living next door. Living either side of you. You could be living next door to murder, rapist, robber, drug addict, hooker and so forthwith. Everyone has a past and how it has coloured who they are as a person good or bad. But ultimately it's with our own moral compass how we want to be perceived and projected in this world towards others and more so towards ourself. I know outside influences can impact and leave a mark on us all. But we also can have a say as to how we want to turn out no matter what depending on the company we choose what we do in life, our decisions and the choices you choose. None of us are perfect some of us are dealt a bad hand even before we are born. Into a bad family, with no moral compass or one that fell away to the side. to be forgotten. We can follow in their bad ways our reach out and search for a new path of our own to be who we want to be. A better human being in general with good morals and good integrity in general and helping others along the way when we can too. It does not cost anything to be kind, considerate and nice. Sometimes you do get stood on and used. But you dust yourself down and get right back up again. As at the end of the day. Good People are worth more than bad ones. As bad ones. Are lost souls in search of love and compassion and good things needed in their lives. To turn things around and be happy ones more let alone content in their own existence. No one is born bad, I would love to believe they turn that way when life kicks them to the kerb and no one cares or loves them. So they get mean, spiteful and nasty. And do bad wicked things. Maybe I am foolish and daft for believing in good in a bad world filled with bad folk. But I don't want to grow old in a society of not having no faith in humanity at all. Or goodness overcoming Bad. © 2019 OnlymeFeatured Review
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