“Bad”
I said, for bad it is.
‘Tis plain for all to see.
While others stood and hemmed and hawwed,
I stood and left it be.
“Bad”
They said, for bad it is.
There is no room for doubt.
While they backed away from it,
not sure what it’s about.
“Bad”
They said, and left it there.
With shuddering shades of fear.
While I sat with patient hands,
and waited til all was clear.
“Bad”
I said, and took it up.
With a barely hidden smile.
No one asked what kind of ‘bad’,
did I speak in my style.
“Good.”