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The Choice


Humans are not made without flaws

They are filled with love, faith, and hope

They come with feelings, determination, and selflessness

 

Humans are not made without flaws

They are filled with hate, mistrust, and despair

They come with stoicness, hesitation, and avarice

 

With knowledge, humans realize these attributes exist within all-

But the question remains;

Do they follow their programming.

Do they defy their God.

Do they accept their condition.

Do they fight for perfection.

 

No human is perfect-

Therefore, only acceptance has been accepted

And the status quo continues it's reign

 

If humans can only accept

Was there any choice to begin with?

 

As these words fill the screen

And these fingers stop tapping

I realize

 

Acceptance is not the only choice

But simply a benchmark 

To perfection.

 

 

 

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Comments (1)

Enigmatic Pariah
<p>The game of life: filled with many choices, routes, paths... all under the authority&nbsp;</p><p>of the free will of humanity, and its dictates.</p><p>I enjoyed your poem, and it&#39;s examination of the positives and negatives of&nbsp;</p><p>the human condition.&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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