What’s Good?

LukeCoomer

What’s Good

Okay! What do you say we find out what’s good!
Is it a friend who don’t pretend
Who deletes a video you didn’t mean to send
Is it someone who spends their last buck
To make sure you didn’t skimp out on lunch
Tells your mom who doesn’t see you much
That when they saw you, you were great and such
Is it someone who listens when you talk
Even though you talk a lot
And your story has no context or plot
Just a drawn out long thought
And when you ask if your boring them they say that your not
Is it the soldiers who go off to war
Hungry, hurting and sore
Not knowing what they are fighting for
Drug dealers seem bad, to a junkie they are a trusted bloke
One who threw them a rope
When they were to weak to cope
Does it take a Symbol or a badge
To decipher good from bad
Not all cops protect and serve
But there are some who think to crime they are the cure
Unfortunately superheroes aren’t real, they set the example
But everyone else to them is a damsel
What about doctors? They make sure we remain
But why do we eat apples to keep them away?
What about Jesus? Why do we pray
For all our loved ones to be here today
But they still go away
What’s good, is all I’m trying to say

LukeCoomer ©

  • Author: LukeCoomer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 7th, 2018 05:28
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Laura🌻.
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Comments3

  • Laura🌻

    Luke,

    I’m amazed at your
    artwork! It’s awesome!!
    Your writing is chock full
    of what’s good!
    My favorite...
    I like a friend who doesn’t
    pretend and gives a hoot
    of what I have to say!

    Thank you for sharing!
    Happy 2018!

    ~Laura~

    • LukeCoomer

      Thank you laura😎

    • orchidee

      What's good is me not singing - heehee! Meoowwoo, Oh no, I just started!

    • LukeCoomer

      I disagree my friend sing loud for the world to hear!!



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