Not Perfect
Let's sketch our flaws out.
Paint them on our faces for the world's eyes
and feel no shame;
like the first make-up art of a little girl.
Let's surrender to our imperfections.
Throw out our dirty linen on the busiest alley
Take a stroll over them;
To red carpet our imperfect pictures in the world's gallery.
Let's scream out our fears.
Shout them out in reach of the mountain peaks;
Believing courage stays that high beyond our reach.
Come on babe, who said we have to be perfect?
Read more poems and short stories by The Writer, ezer agyin, here http://ezeragyin.wix.com/the-writer
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