Rising…above the flaws

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The flaws of humanity–

shredded and torn

tied and knotted

then stitched together

again and again

 

The flaws of humanity–

stripped and folded

bundled and bartered

then dealing the currency

again and again

 

The flaws of humanity–

belong to each of us

blood-curdled hands

in marching or folded arms

again and again

 

Yet still we rise above–

some seek a higher purpose

kissing our blemishes

our bruises and flaws

again and again

 

 

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