How does one become bad?
Whether a man
Beaver, badger, dog or cat?
Sure, they can all do things
That could be
Abominable, reprehensible, bad-
But they are not a batch
Of boiled potatoes
That you mashed,
And left outside,
On the counter overnight,
In the throes
Of a dreary summer,
That they would go
Completely bad.
The world’s view
Of good and bad,
May not make sense
To you;
Each step you take,
Would not make
Any difference,
To their perception;
For you would
Have strayed,
Farther from
The threshold
Of being good.
And so it happens,
More than often
That people go bad;
Progressing from,
The one breach
Of the goodness threshold,
To many ones –
So what once,
Might have been pardoned,
Can no longer be condoned;
And you go from being
Not quite right,
To being downright
Bad!
