I am not an old man
Nor new upon the scene
I've known the hard lines
Now I seek between
A natural curiosity
Keeps me seeking, where lines are lost
I've held so tight to righteousness
A bitter toll I found, it cost
I've admired many people
Though I emulate them not
I seek the best within myself
Don't wish to put them, on the "spot"
It matters not, by what degree
I've cheated, lied, or oppressed
A walk toward my forgiveness
Is to see the truth addressed
I'm clear that I'm no better
My choices are my own
Don't look to me as leader
Unless in my mirror, yourself, is shown
What a wondrous journey
A life on planet earth
The dash delineating birth and death
Is to walk myself as worth
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