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May 2018
Easy to please,
not really,
hard nut to crack,
I think so.
You cannot please
anyone ever,
even yourself.
Only your best
you can do.
To be perfect is a form
of mental illness,
it drives one crazy,
even those seeking it
and the ones you want
to please can testify.
Perfection is an ideal
we all will want to attain,
but to merely assume
perfection is to cease ones
advancement towards it.
Error as an opposite pole to
perfection has perhaps a value,
it may cause you the need for
further future personal
development.
Such an error has cost me a tear.
It has taught me such
a great lesson.
A lesson very regrettable.
Simplicity is the only way out
of that error.
Easy does it.
Not all who wanders are lost.
You can command nature
only by obeying her.
It yields to the one with
an ear to the ground,
and leads such a one to
the higher ground.
Everything seems clearer
and easier.
Besides can you really be perfect
and without errors?
That's the beauty and essence
of our make up.
So before you judge me,
make sure you are perfect,
or that perfection you seldom
possess will exclude you,
because you are not perfect.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme.All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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