The Dangers Of Being Too Good

The Dangers Of Being Too Good

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Good people suffer the most, why is it that almost every trap that is set often end up catching the good ones while the bad ones escape? I have seen my fellow good individual suffer harm in trying to dispense the act of goodness to others, nevertheless we will not stop being good , we will not stop helping men and women who are in need of our graces.

I know you are wondering what I want to pass across down here right? As a good person that I am, with the authority and power of goodness vested in me I am allergic to fights, even if you slap me a hundred times I would just look at you smile, tell you thank you then run to my room and cry. I am too nice honestly.

Sometimes inorder not to break my rule of goodness, what I do is run away from people or if someone is about to start up a fight with me, I just start crying and the person will forgive me and apologize.

Although there was a day, I cornered my mother's meat from the pot, when I was caught, I started crying but the magic failed me that day, I received Mr Do good, (cane). My mom beat nonsense out of me.

You know I have just been wondering why people are taking my goodness for granted, after crying my eyes out, you still have the nerves to beat me, ain't you pathetic at all? It's not just fair, one good thing about people like myself is that we don't also like seeing people fighting.

I can't count the number of times I went to separate fights and I came back home with swollen face, but you know what? I accept it as fate, that is my cross, I will continue carrying it, I can't stop being good, never!!.

There was a time, some boys were fighting, and no one dared made attempt to separate them, I was very furious when I got to the scene, why would you allow this people sin this morning.

I didn't hesitate, I jumped into their midst and was just about to say, please stop fighting, guess what? Before I opened my mouth to talk, I saw my self in the hospital, with plenty people around me, what happened? They said one of the guys knocked me down with one blow and I fainted.

Wow!! Are you kidding me? I asked for a mirror , when it was brought to me, I saw that my lips has gained promotion too. It's was that day I swore and vowed never to separate any fight between poor people again. Those guys are too harsh.

From that day, anywhere I hear or see people arguing, I quickly leave the scene, every thought I have finally changed, but one evening, I was just strolling down the street, I was actually dodging from my landlord, because he was asking for what is his and I have not even seen money to eat, is it money for rent that I will have? The last time he came, I told him he should come in the evening, it was that evening I ran.

While on that street, I heard something like people fighting, when I drew near, I discovered it was actually a husband and a wife fighting in their parlour, I tried to walk away but the goodness in my heart would not make me overlook such, I was filled with compassion, so I decided to jump into the scene to rescue lives. That is what I was born for, hehe

The man was very strong, if you see his face.. when I badged into their parlour I saw him beating hell out of the woman. Being full of compassion and human sympathy, I didn't waste any more time, I ran and caught her, while she was still struggling with me, she pushed me and while trying to gained balance I mistakenly pushed their new television and it fell and broke. I thought no one saw me, so I tried to run before anyone notice but i was caught by the woman.

I tried to explain to them that it was mistake but they didn't listen to me, infact woman I came to rescue was the first person to say I must pay that television. The man asked who asked you to come into our parlour, did you see anyone here? I said no sir. Next he said, he has been suspecting his wife for infidelity.

Her so called lover said he was coming that moment I entered the house, because she told him her husband traveled and boom, Innocent me entered. How do I even start telling them, I was just passing by? I broke television and I came the time he was expecting his rival.

Hmm!! I didn't tell you what gave me the courage to enter the man's house, there was a certain time, i separated a fight like that, in the house of one rich man and after everything, the man gave me, two take away in a black nylon, full of rice and meat.

It was a prayer answer that day, that was why I only separate fights in the houses of rich people. I never knew this very one would end up like this... What wrong have I done to be good beloved?

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