The need to proclaim The way one lives each day Forever will be cast upon deaf ears When our life Is not as we declare These shallow words That we choose to speak Are not the measure Of any man Nor the wealth that he may keep And although falsehood and deceit Is in the hearts of all One's true character begins With the way that he reacts To his fellow man To live our lives with selfless courage, Humility and grace And not for recognition False sincerity Or selfishness and praise All sought in feeble effort To justify one’s self worth This is all just a guise For the insecurities we keep. It is truly not what one gets But really what one gives in truth That will free us from the ties That can forever bind us To the demons within our soul The one's we so carefully conceal
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
Just a little reflection on what many may miss when looking at their lives
There's a lot of truth in what you've written here PositiveIN - and it's all very serious, sounds like you've been through the mill. The good thing about being 'through the mill' is you get out the other side, shake yourself off and start all over again giving every new potential friend/lover the same chances you ever gave.
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