Good Intentions


Good Intentions

Good Intentions are what brought me here, don’t forget.

Good Intentions,

Good Intentions.

When I fall off my bike and can’t afford a Band-Aid,

Good Intentions.

When I put a few dollars in the weekly envelope,

Good Intentions.

When I mosey past the ants on the sidewalk and the weeds that they eat,

Good Intentions.

When I stumble around with a new friend whose beige face paint forgets me,

Good Intentions.

When I slap a few words on an aching open to burst sore,

Good Intentions.

When I forget to ruminate myself equal but say it extra sweet,

Good Intentions.

When I stutter and stammer as my ignorance gives me away,

Good Intentions.

When I lie about my qualifications so they’ll let me stay,

Good Intentions.

When I forget that the paint on my bicycle can be replaced,

Good Intentions.

When I spit at reality square in the face,

Well. It was well-intentioned?


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I am a teacher-to-be who loves people. I am not afraid of many things. I like to explain my thoughts logically on a very birds-eye view level--I was born thinking that way. I follow Jesus Christ, and I accept only that label to describe my identity--that I am a child of God, as are infinite others, regardless of their other identities. Christ is my one thing.

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