Foul

It’s a lie that people are good. 

All are bad. 

If sex is a sin,

Then you must not be here.

If cleverness is a sin,

Then the goods are foul.

If a girl is a sin,

Then what about your mother?

Tell me now. 

It’s a lie that people are good.

It’s hard to incline towards soul and not blood.

It’s hard to say, I love you than I hate you.

It’s tough to hug than to slap and rebuke. 

We are good.

No. Everyone is just resisting bad. 

Bad is good. And good is bad. 

All is lie. 

It’s just the circumstances, past and the perceptions, 

What you hark, watch and belief. 

©ritikapeace

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