The Lesson of Imperfection

The Lesson Of  Imperfection

Satan taints my blood, as does God.

It was perfection that I sought.

But, now I've learned quite a lot. 

I shall never stay the same.

I may never win this game,

The Game of Good versus Evil.

It was perfection I could not equal.

I contained too little charm.  

I could only give the gift of harm. 

The shadows cloaked my heart, 

But, really they were there from the start. 

I used to yearn for perfection,

But instead, I learned the perfect lesson. 

My heart will always be at war with my mind.

Imperfection is where true perfection lies.