Before
I would ask myself
Do I live in a
Good world
Or
Bad world
And the answer would almost always be
Good world

Now
I ask myself the same question
The answer is not the same it once was
I often feel I live in a bad world

People masquerading as good
And I am falling into that
Or have I always been but
a catalyst to yield the sprout was the missing ingredient
It becomes survival of the fittest
If that is how I have to survive to be fit
I don’t want to survive
I want to wholeheartedly believe I live in a good world

I need to.