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THE GOOD LIFE

 

A day after my mother’s died

I wrote that we cannot decide

Until she is dead

Whether someone lived a good life

 

This I see is not much help

For me to judge while still alive

Whether the life I lead is good

 

I need some way to know

Should I now be living bad

 

To make rule or rules to help work out

Whether our complex life is bad or good

May seem silly

But can’t be ducked

 

I must strive to find some test

To decide whether I am the best

That I can be

And one I’ve found may do the trick

 

If the people who yearningly wait

Until I die, dement or soon fall silent

Are those whose dominant actions

I find evil, wicked, abhorrent

And if that crew consists

Of nobody but such types

I must be living right

 

Should none out there desire

My silence or demise

My life must surely be useless

And how I live a crime

 

 

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