being human

No one has the monopoly

On being human

None of us get through this life

Without scars

And there is a tale to tell

That so often lays wrapped up inside

A person’s body mind and heart

And may only start to make its presence felt

With something else within someone

Begins to fall apart

Lately I thank God for the revelation

Of how crazy it is for me to

Strive for perfection

When every thing that exists

Has some kind of flaw

And lately

I am learning to love more

The crooked crazy places

That show themselves

While I learn to laugh at my own


And realise how often

I also misjudge

The truth that lives

Locked up

Inside another human being’s


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