A Healthy Diet of Misteaks
My failures are rough but teach.
My errors, windows to truth.
Before discovery, I don’t hear the Greek,
“Eureka!” but “Huh…?” How uncouth!
Meeting a contradiction, I reach,
What the Author intended to auth,
Does this mean this world has a mean streak?
No, I think after hard work must ensueth,
Humility, for man needs help to be meek.
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