The "good" fight
Is never good while you're fighting
Because there should be no fight.
But we risk wasting life on
Should-be's
And being sucked in
To arguing over what's right
When it's simply not an argument.
It simply is.
Right?
A sliding scale,
A moment defeated,
But "defeated" is, too,
Just a word,
And words are supposedly
What set us apart.
Truer words have never been spoken
As true, true words will never be spoken
As they tear us apart.
And so we must fight
For the right to be good
In a world where right is spoken
Into being,
And true good is being and not spoken.
While being happens,
Everybody else
Argues it away.
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