they just neglect to tell the truth.
They do not take;
they simply cannot bring themselves to give.
They do not steal;
they scavenge.
They will not rock the boat;
but did you ever see them pull an oar!
They will not pull you down;
they'll simply let you pull them up and let that pull you down.
They do not hurt you;
they merely will not help you.
They do not hate you;
they merely cannot love you.
They do not burn you;
They just fiddle while you burn.They are the nothing people:
the sins-of-omission people
the neither-good-nor-bad
and-therefore-worse.
Because the good, at least keep busy trying
and the bad try just as hard.
Both have that character
that comes from caring, action and conviction.
So give me every time
an honest sinner, or even a saint.
But, God and Satan, get together
and protect me from the nothing people.
I am NOT a nothing person.
This is a good poem
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