The Best Of Your Imperfections Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You have let the 'hue' of things,
Bedazzle your quest...
To suppress with resentment,
Those who possess color.

And you consciously continue,
To refuse to admit...
Your wish to be like the others,
Who are born with this naturalness.

Only you come into view,
To introduce conflict.
Only you can not permit,
To leave alone what exists.

You have let the 'hue' of things,
Bedazzle your quest...
To suppress with resentment,
Those who possess color.

And it's only you who insists,
That the absence of hue...
Entitles you to do as you wish,
Until destruction has dissected...
All that does not reflect,
The best of your imperfections.

So noticeable are your blemishes,
And weaknesses you refuse to accept.
So noticeable too,
Your choice to choose to allow as you do...
A defying what God has created.
To have praise bestowed just upon yourself.

You have let the 'hue' of things,
Bedazzle your quest...
To suppress with resentment,
Those who possess color.

And your wickedness done,
Will come to undo...
Your attempts to not be 'hue-man-like',
With beliefs God has your back.
And blesses your pursuits.