Goodness For Goodness Sake Poem by RIC BASTASA

do not follow me
there is a curse
for all good men
who arrive always at
the end
with nothing
but i never regret
this thing
i am good i was
good and that is
enough for me
for in this goodness
nothing pleases me
except the goodness itself
look at me
do not envy me
for i am good for goodness
sake
there is no money in it
i tell you
but what all i have
is what
money cannot buy


money talks
but i have arrived
at this point
when it is not
worth my time anymore
money talks
and i am not listening
at all

virtue is as silent
as the still water
it has the voice of
winds
the dance of leaves
amidst the
morning light