My One Moral

by Aniskaya

Cassie's POV, poem. Not one of my best.

My One Moral

By AniSky

Maybe I am not that changed,
Maybe I'm still the old me.
Perhaps my soul is not deranged,
There still may be time to see.

I still hang onto my one moral,
But live by it? I just don't know.
For when one person killed turns plural,
My one moral is starting go.

My moral- all life should be sacred,
But what of that when I kill?
Then who, I ask, am I trying to kid,
when I state my moral still?

But maybe I am not that changed,
Maybe I'm still the old me.
Perhaps my soul is not deranged,
There still may be time to see.

But although I still say it,
I know that it won't be,
It really is a load of sh*t,
For gone is the old me.