Are Happy People, Good People? Poem, by AuburnScribbler, at My poetic side

“Ignorance is bliss”, the saying goes,

maybe that’s why, the problem grows;

too much on plate, it’s hard to care, to

see what’s here, and hear what’s there,

thus, cloudy judgement, lost retention,

begs me to ask; us all this question,

are happy people, good people?

Organic clumsiness, makes “sound mind”,

degenerate; options, are so “kind”,

hence, blow out candles, consummate,

a popular life; is love; through hate,

for grotesque party, is in session,

empty hipflask, asks this question,

are happy people, good people?

Bring your own bottle, bring your own bomb,

the Sun will laugh, when we are gone,

decision-incision, cuts away,

as thunderous crowd, cheers: “hooray!”

“Stars” and despots, get the mention,

common sense, asks this question,

are happy people, good people?

National pride, so good a look,

smile; whilst reading biased book,

immoral, unbalanced, the learning is,

it’s so much easier, to choose; what’s missed,

to keep certain ghosts, in detention,

I raise my hand; to ask this question,

are happy people, good people?

Every rite, a followed custom;

life and death; is priced; to bust ‘em,

stub their tickets, for afterlives,

sold by priests; and “frightened” wives,

that grin at doner’s tax-exemption,

I “beseech you lord”; with this question,

are happy people, good people?

No matter what, enjoy the pain,

that is relentless; toxic rain, where

our redemption; rots on floor,

because of choice; to ignore, so;

if we decide; to kill attention,

means I’ll always, ask this question,

are happy people, good people!?

Author: AuburnScribbler ( Online)
Published: June 4th, 2026 06:46
Comment from author about the poem: With such a cancerous design for life, that can be seen all over the world at the moment, it would seem, that to be a "good human", in this modern era, (or any era that has passed, as the case may be), is to be "blissfully happy", to "proudly" be a "thought clone", via riding bandwagons to keep one's "precious place" in line in the "merry mob!" It would also seem, that to be a "good leader", is to prolong a questionable norm, to sustain a poisonous popularism, via reprehensible deeds, in order to make as much callous coin as possible, whilst saying to those "unquestioning sheep", that it is more advantageous to put on an ignorant smile in a crowd, rather than to wear an attentive frown alone. Of course, a true earned "happiness", that could be achieved without the hurting of others in the process, is a thing, that I hope, can be attained and cherished. However, with such overbearing, bad habit circumstances, that comprise such a dour daily routine, it would seem such "happinesses" are most likely "ill gotten gains", via the desecration of common decency and sense. Hence, maybe, maybe, for such acts, we deserve to live, in our own, proud, chosen, self-created hell on Earth. Thus, until such a time, our species wakes up, and makes an effort to rectify our wrongs, and eventually revises the design for life, I ask this poetic question: are happy people, good people? I hope that you enjoy and take something from this poetic question, I really do hope for a change for the better, and as always, please do stay everyone!
Category: Reflection
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