A Good Man

I remember

your kindness, always,

even when I was absent.

You looked after

my belongings.

The sun truly shone

for me,

through your actions.

My golden boy,

designed for goodness alone,

ignoring tastes, preferences,

ignoring storms when the sun shone,

only seeing the bright.

Taming the beast

is a laborious task

especially with scratches and wounds

accumulated whilst not looking.

You simply

can't just forget.

They've etched patterns

marking the path,

though not always

the ideal route.

A good, kind man,

striving to fix

a broken system,

and thankfully, he'll never fail.

His shots are precise and well-planned

hitting the board at just the right time

and in the perfect spot.

It's a shame

that he doesn't follow

all the rules

established by those before us.

You can't fully reverse the stream.

Once the river's rhythm turns bad,

it won't be pure again, like before.

Too much rain has fallen

washing away innocent parts - too much to say.

Though

never underestimate

a good man who always tries

to be good, regardless

of the weather that surrounds him.