The perfection clause doesn’t apply,
Yet we struggle to be flawless.
Society demands perfectionism,
But the perfect human ceases to exist.
We are all sinners in an imperfect world,
In a universe that is filled with faults.
Immorality is part of the individual,
A mind which consists of defects.
Misdeeds will prevail in this life,
As wrong acts continues to thrive.
The soul can live based on virtue,
Following a path where dignity rules.
Even though we can’t be perfectionist,
Striving to be finest person is enough.
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I agree we all need to find our better self's.
S 48 ~ Thanks for caring and sharing. We are ~ as you point out ~ born with a tendency to sin carry out what St Paul calls "The works of the flesh" and which are a reflection of how most people act in Society (and Politics) to get their own way. Paul does however suggest that these sinful traits can be counteracted by the Fruit of the Spirit ~ Love ~ Joy ~ Peace etc (Galatians chapter 5). Like you I strive to be the finest person I can ~ especially with a little help from GOD. Thanks YOURS BRIAN
We are all not perfect, but we can always strive to climb higher on the ladder of perfection. Good poem!
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