Arm And Two Legs

It should not take one arm and two legs,
To find a way to treat people right.
Or feed anyone a sharing of negativity.
Just to appease the doing of this,
Day and night to satisfy the enjoyment...
As if to hunger and crave one's appetite.

Few stop to look and listen,
To what they choose to do to themselves.
Before belittling to demean and accuse,
Who has done what to say to someone...
Created to make up lies,
For no other reason but to feel...
Better about who they are yet seldom do.

Not too often,
Will someone admit...
A feeling of goodwill towards another.
Just for doing it.
Yet many will travel miles,
Out of their way...
For no other reason,
But to display injustice and evil misdeeds.
To then blame their activities,
Conveniently on others to victimize.

And why?
Only to discover and find,
Themselves paying the price.
And suffering unnecessarily,
For something they have done...
That had begun,
From a lie to tell that came right back...
Much bigger then when told.
But had them aching with pains,
No prescription written...
Could numb or relieve the fact of that.

It should not take an arm and two legs,
To find a way to treat people right.
Yet...
Many will go out of their way,
To do the best they can to whine.
And complain.
About no one caring about 'their' pains.
As if they are owed a showing of empathy!

'You act like you could care less,
About anyone else but yourself.'

'I'm a slow learner.
But eventually?
That act to practice becomes a fact.
So glad you noticed,
Your teaching...
Has made me an excellent student!
And trust me when I say,
You're one of the best...
I could have had.'

'God don't like ugly.
You know that, don't you?'

'I agree.
Too obvious is that not to notice!