Goods

Goods

It stands to the side and hides

Requires a mind not blind to find

It has no favorites and scorns emotion

Only objective action raises its devotion

Known as good, it’s loyal to virtue

Stands alone, is brave and pure as dew

Unwavering is its eye because honesty is never shy

Integrity its firm ground upon which rests rely

Justice is its sense which burns like strong incense

Independence its freedom, the natural license

Pride is its character to never shirk or be an imposter

Beware the phony good where smiles and kindness mask a mobster

It may showers gifts and kisses but behind that veneer a sneer

With disguised grabbing hands that seek to engineer

Emotion is not the good, its rational unemotional acts

For from the mind comes kind reality and that is a pact with fact