Moral Code

 
…So I scaled back a bit  
You know  
I can’t complain about the fire  
     if I added a little bit of the fuel myself  
I mean  
How often do we stop to admire the flames  
Like car crash  
     (Lookie Loos)  
We slow down to see the damage  
     but we may cause another wreck just the same  
 
Perhaps this is where I decide to become a little more…  
What’s the word?  
Reserved?  
Selective?  
You know  
When we pick and choose our battles  
I can’t be a jack of all trades  
     when I’m trying to master one  
But I try  
I just can’t whine about the grapes  
Some things are just too sour  
Especially when nerves are being rattled  
 
Then again  
I find myself knee deep in it  
But unlike Pilate after I wash my hands  
The shit can stay under the fingernails  
And the smell…  
Well  
You can imagine it lingers for a while  
 
But I’m always open and honest  
If there’s a booger hanging I’ll tell ya  
If there’s a dagger on your back I’ll help ya get it out  
Just don’t ask me to say or do something  
     that goes against my moral code  
I choose to be on side of humanity and kindness