In a world where darkness reigns,
Good people always find a way.
Through trials and tribulations,
Their light shines bright as day.
They stand tall in the face of adversity,
Their hearts pure and their intentions true.
With compassion and kindness as their guide,
They know just what to do.
When others falter and fall,
Good people rise above it all.
They lend a helping hand,
To those in need across the land.
They spread love and joy,
In a world that can be cold.
Their actions speak louder than words,
Their stories never untold.
For in the end, it is the good
Who triumph and emerge victorious.
Their deeds remembered and honored,
Their legacy never mysterious.
So let us strive to be like them,
In all we do and all we say.
For in the end, it is true,
Good people always win the day.
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Llion the Brave Version 2
Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
By Rachel Deeming6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
great poem! ❤