No Good Deed

On April 18, 2017 By PenAndPaperStoriesblogIn Poetry

Hand

Callused by logic
Confined by youth
Ignorance for fun
Pain to soothe.
No lack of hope
Just wrong and right
Deaf to No
Up for a fight.
Alone with silence
A past staying awake…
Good deeds punished
While watching you break.

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