A Sonnet on Indolence

When one does nothing, one does nothing wrong.
Hence I (most ethically) am indolent;
I keep my moral code and keep it strong.
All you upbraiders are just insolent
And brash defamers, shoveling your dirt.
“First, do no harm,” is yet the doctor’s rule:
So here, I nothing do, and no one hurt;
When one is silent, one says nothing cruel.

To call me “shiftless”, “lazy” – it’s all much:
To say I ought to work and earn my way.
They say I’m feckless, but they’re out of touch
To sacrifice morality for pay.
I dedicate my life to what is right,
Unfairly tagged as antisocial blight

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