Human
Flaws and dissapointments,
failure, lack of sleep invading
rolling, turning in the mind,
these thoughts that often keep
us up at night and wondering
about how it will end.
They say to err is human,
good Lord I know that's true,
I understand that as a man
perfection as a rule,
is a falsehood often spoken
by the mouths of those who think
that just because they're happy
that they've found the missing link.
Rest assured that you'll be fine,
your broken plans define
nothing of the person you're meant to be in life.
And though we think that we can hide
behind the curtain we call "planning"
working, toil, pain, and fear
are a lack of understanding.
You were born broken,
and that's how you'll die.
That's the beauty of this fleeting fragile lovely moment
defined as human life.
importance is not found in,
who you are or what you do,
the love you give and share with others
and yourself will guide you through
the painful maze, this short-long daze
this evil, lovely time.
Carnal disease, defined? Dis-ease.
not many make it through
without a scar, or mark, some sign of attack
this truth is not subjective, nor is it a fact.
Life should be lived and loathed and loved and as
"perfection" may persist, we understand out mortal folly
is to explain why we exist.
Planning, worry, wasted time
these cancers in our lives "define"us,
taunt us, making us beleive that we can never be complete,
that we must acheive some goal that nobody can reach.
We hate out bodies, who we are
our souls remain unclean
for earthly worries dirty waters meant for swiming free
above the needs of id and ego,
beyond the thoughts of "worth"
within the realm of understanding that after death...
there is rebirth.
-CH