Being Human Poem by Eddie Roa
Being Human
Lord I do not wish
To hide from you,
I’m too lazy, I say
You molded me
From lowly clay,
Am I to blame?
Can I help it
If I err?
Only human, I say
Free will is
A handy phrase but,
Is it really there?
Redemption I can’t own
The Fall, as well,
Not mine to will, I say
It is God’s grace
If success is undeserved,
Failure surely the Devil’s
Conscience perplexed,
Helpless yet blamed,
Innocent but guilty
Simple minded me
In a quandary, how else,
Accept the mystery, I say
Being human is being powerless in so many aspects, and not knowing the right answer to everything... this is what I believe. Good poem.
Realisation is the greatest solution! Once done, the human becomes divine!
' You moulded me / From lowly clay / Am I to blame? ', I think these lines open up the whole mystry of the human being. Nice poetic thoughts, Eddie. Regards Naseer
'You molded me From lowly clay, Am I to blame? ' lovely lines...much impressive...a good plead towards God you make, Eddie...and quite reasonable and justifiable too...10
Nice, it really describes the thoughts that come into my mind from time to time! ! !
what a simple poem....with dignity.....i like it......a wisdom of time reveals in a very touching soul...very nice..Thank you my friend and God bless
Recognizing is one thing, accepting that we are but humans is another...both well penned in here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The mystery of existence in plain words. It is more than a prayer and God will surely listen. Lovely poem 10.