Mistakes
Many unbridled blunders have slipped from my naïve soul, but
I have learnt to never whine each time I falter, though
So many lessons here and untold pains there I have harvested, yet, I have
Told my soul never to despair whenever I stumble, because
Accidental slips are part of growth and rebirth.
Knowledge of this gives me the strength to face fear and shame
Each time I falter and look like a fool
So, do not mock me, I am immune to ridicule.
Copyright © Modupe Sefunmi | Year Posted 2016
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