Faculty Of The Mind: By Michael Ssemakula

I find myself in harms way while lending a hand
I did not learn how to direct any one's reaction after
The noble cause, that I care so much to see succeed

I never care so much on the outrageous aftermath
I only wonder where I lost it and what happened
I still think acts of goodwill are high in all aspects

I am told that I'm too lenient and yet very exposed
But solemnly keep it that if it's in my powers to do
Well, I shall by all roads go ahead to do my thing

I am tolerant in paving out a way to make better
And then what happens after then should yield into
Better results; though sometimes a stab in the back

And why should I depict badness out of goodness?
I regret of any negative effects out of positivism

I guess I'll never learn how to stop myself from
Lending a hand and never learn to deprive myself
Of a prospect to solve a crisis that I know how

For I don't get it how not to help will make me
A better person at any one time in my real life
I come clean; I will never probably ever learn.