Perfection Poem by jackie compton

It is by far better for me to admit.
Not only to the world, but also to myself.
It is something far better that any thing that I will ever do.

To step out into the light of justice and society and be judged
in the eyes of my peers.
For what might seem to be my small imperfection.
Than to hie in the cold shadows of public opinion.

For God is the giver of all good and perfect gifts, and not man
I pray to God to give me the strength and wisdom to understand

My place upon this Earth.
For I am not a perfect man in a in perfect world.
I am inperfect man in a perfect world.