Perfection
They say practice makes perfect
but none can be perfect
what then is the need of practice
if none can attain perfection?
Perfection is a state of the mind
achieved when ability beats work
but not overlooking the debris of leftovers
perfection is unattainable.
All work and no play
makes one think he is better than another
but perfection is still ahead of man
even after he falls down exhausted.
Man is imperfect
when he thinks he is perfect
for man can never be perfect
as long as God sees him imperfect.
Copyright © Israel Eziedo | Year Posted 2010
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