He is the master, he is perfect He is never wrong, he is perfect He can never admit his mistakes You are wrong because he is perfect He sees, knows and understands what you do, Is that possible? He is perfect. He is as mighty as the mountain that has an endless peak You can never understand, because he is perfect. Can I be perfect? But head towards perfection. Prudently, with knowledge might help, that I know. I feel I can still head towards perfection But he can't take it I must be perfect. I am blind, I need a leader I am a baby, I need to learn how to walk and talk I need to know my left from my right I need to learn how to tell a truth from a lie But I can't do it on my own that is why I have a friend. Someone who will correct me Someone who leads me through life Someone who tells me when I go wrong And helps me improve I can't improve on my own because I am not perfect I feel I have tried to learn but I have done nothing But say "nonsense" yes that is what I say to him He is perfect. How will I help my present situation? That question is yet to be answered.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
The Perfect Man the Crawling Child
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