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
‘Tied and knotted then stitched together’ so true –constant relearning and correction. I really like this poem.
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Thank you Janice, really glad you do:-)
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Nice, very nice!
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Thank you Kunal – hope I’m not distracting you from TV – ha!ha! wasn’t sure that I should post a serious poem on a Friday night but as you see, there is a positive end which is the perspective I like to take when things get rough. Enjoy your weekend!
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No, I’m not a TV watcher. Sports, news, Masterchef Australia… That’s it. I’d rather read online or preferably a book or mag
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Well good for me then. I multitask alot of the time:-)
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“The flaws of humanity-
belong to each of us”
So well said…wonderful words, Chevy… 🙂
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Yes, one way or another- we share the flaws:-)
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