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Perfection

Contributed by lostrelic on Thursday, 19th February 2009 @ 03:46:36 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

What is the true definition of perfection a goal destined as humans never to achieve?
A bar raised to high for the likes of a destructive race of self-centered ideas
A mission to stumble and fall when the first opportunity arrives
Calls to be like someone who gave his all

I understand imperfection i was born an imperfect child in an imperfect world
Understanding as human nature to strive to greatness is only setting us up for the fall
To follow the likes of people proclaiming themselves to be perfect is to also to live in their lie
My words are not perfect; my life is far from that tree, giving it all i have only wanted to be free
I have been running from my idea or self-purpose of how life should be
Trying to give and never to take for the fall and dust my self off for the next fall

I will never be perfect, i can not strive for that goal or that great road, i can not live that lie
You can follow and criticize when your hero’s stumble and then mock in open court
But seeing someone who can admit his or her faults is the greatest achievement
It means they understand that they are only human and that the best we can be
Not letting the anger and greed create monsters, trying not to be placed on that pedestal
i will not let you lift me high i will only jump from great heights
i am man i was designed to fall

Copyright Â© lostrelic ... [ 2009-02-19 15:46:36]
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Re: Perfection (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 19th February 2009 @ 06:18:36 PM AEST
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I like this poem. I had a tendancy to believe that people will only like me if I was perfect. But I am not perfect so does this mean that no one will like me?

Anyway Great poem

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