Poem: Doubt Thou

Of personal failings there are many

But how many of them do we admit

We pretend we are as perfect as any

Stubbornly unwilling to submit
Ourselves to the reality
Yes about keeping up appearances

Not to others

To ourselves

Continually until we believe the lie
And then we have a problem
Blind to the failing

Faithful to the inconstancy
Neglect has made us incorrigible

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Poem: Doubt Thou

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