Parts not Known
My parts not known, got me into trouble.
You see, the ignorance of myself did not work well.
My parts not known, got me into a quandary,
About who I was and what I was capable of.
I never understood the real me.
I couldn't grasp meditation.
The inner parts alluded me.
The outer parts were out of synch.
Each of us affects the other,
And ignorance gets you nowhere.
It effects others in a deleterious way,
And harms those around us.
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