People's Faults

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My faults, should you inquire, are legion.

Who is, amongst people, faultless?

Man can't be held for what remains hidden,

And can but judge by what sight assesses.

Legion are those whose deeds are shameless.

Legion are pockets that are with fraud ridden.

How can such weakly men the world address

Lions cannot stalk, if clawless and fangless.

Saturday, June 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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Edward Kofi Louis 01 September 2016

Man can't be held for what remains hidden! ! Nice work.

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Daniel Birdsong 08 July 2016

Beautiful insight into the judgement of men.

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Menato San 18 July 2016

Thank you sir

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