I’m a good person.
This week I downloaded an app
Where I can press a button 
and feed a hungry child.

I read a book on race
So now I am aware of my racism.
I can pat myself on the back
For my self-flagellation.

I’m a good person
because when a girl 
told me she’d been hurt
really hurt
by a handsome boy 
I said poor you
And 
I said poor him
I don’t want any part in this.

Because I am so very 
diplomatic.

Still, I told him 
“You hurt her
whether you meant it or not”
and he said
“I am hurting, too” 
So I said 
poor you.

See what a good person I am?