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Monday, May 16, 2011

On Humility



A gasp for air, a rasping breath.
One could hear it on the edge of death.
The sound of morals so long lost.
And how quickly to the side were tossed.
How humble we could come to be,
The moment we first felt agony,
Like a purging of doubt,
Like rain on a beautiful day.
It would crash around our ears,
A feeling so deep, its beyond any tears.
What would be right and wrong?
Could it take your life?
I say the answer to those,
Is, in itself, strife.
To ignore whats so long lost,
To rebuild what was so quickly tossed,
To start fresh, start anew,
To surpass all that others could do.
I say the way down this path is not perfection,
Though I do not doubt it as proactive.
So easily down this path we'd be,
If we all had faith in humility.


As always, your host,

1 comment:

  1. Very well thought out! GOOD post!

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