The Good The Bad

Good.

Praised by all

Loved by many

Raised to the open sky

with light of the shinning of the glowing sun

dancing upon their shoulders

Bad.

Disgusting, everyone gossips

How could they even be such

a horrid, retched, person?

We trample them in our mud soaked boots

letting them be crushed in our path.

Aren’t we all the same?

-μ