I am only a human being
I can color my own mistakes
And still joke about it as
I can burn my laughs on a stake…
But you are an expert
Acclaimed as for your seriousness
Competing with your shadow, so alert
Striking for perfection
How may I come out even
And not scared?
As you’ve acclaimed yourself been
An expert at your job, as a dad, as a friend
And As a lover…
And here I am, alone to face
Myself in the garden of life
An expert as being myself
As that’s my truth and all I can embrace
As a Human I am,
Imperfect in so many ways..
How may I come out to you
Mr. Expert? As perfection my life misplays? ? ?
(August 16,2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem