For Good by Teodora Mihailova

For good, he sees not
the way I look at him,
for loneliness is necessary.
For good, he feels not
the coldness in my heart,
for darkness, it is necessary.
For good, he knows not
of my doubts of sin,
for righteousness is necessary.
For good, he still believes
my eyes are full of light,
for emptiness is necessary.
For good, he sees not
the evil in the right,
for punishment is necessary.