Every one has their limitations and I have my capabilities too.
To whatever people want to be, allow, let them be
For there is time and place for everything which everyone is a part
Besides, God deserves to use us as object instruments… object lessons
And lessons we must learn to keepholding and beholding.
We are examples with our drum.
To what you want people to be, they are OTHERS
And I suffer each time I come across a senior
Trying to impose his beliefs on a younger soul?
Trying to make them clones of each other?
Trying to make another you?
Trying to make them enough?
Ones enough.
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