Exception

by

Richard Betts Jr.

When the mob is angry,
And blood is their lust,
I try to remain calm,
And I seek to be just.

When the Earth is evil,
And seems as if it's no longer safe,
I try to maintain my sanity,
And attempt to keep my faith.

When the world is wicked,
And I think I'm losing my mind,
I try to keep my compassion,
And I seek to be kind.

I want to be fair,
And I wish to be wise,
So I may know how to answer,
When my children ask me, "Why?"

I attempt to be gentle,
Yet I seek to be strong,
So I may do what is right,
Instead of that which is wrong.

When everyone else is hot,
I'd like to be cool.
I prefer to be the exception,
Rather than the rule.

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from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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