Being Good

The Reason

He doesn't understand himself

Or why he does then things he does.

But every shrink will tell you it's

Unquestionably done because

Of spirits, genes or what he was.

He lives in torment, guilt and shame.

And the law and Jacqui Schiff

Say there's just himself to blame.

And all behavior is a game.

Or something else that's just the same.

PhDs keep writing books

That get them temporary fame.

Being Good

If someone steals your saddle,

Let him have the pony too.

This is what your Jesus Christ

Said people ought to do.

No one ever did it.

Only saints. And they got burnt.

And they had to walk to get where

Thieves and villains weren't.

The Rest

Consider them like Eloi,

The Lost Boys of Wendy,

They know no better,

And they will not learn.

Question and rebel

Or grow up like your parents.

Psychologists will hate you,

Normal people sneer,

And you'll be weak,

Hallucinate and fall,

Be miserably unhappy,

Maybe friendless and

An alien to love.

Yet you might discover

There's a craft inside your head.

All great men are crazy.

Maybe you are one of those.

But most crazy men

Don't grow up great.