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We Are Composites
We are Composites
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
I swallow my assumptions like a jagged stone,
gouging and tearing my flesh all the way down.
People are a composite of evolved and un-evolved reality,
miraculous in attainment, spectacular in failure.
Seeking the evolved pays a price of balance,
the levelling of expectations and the expansion of perspective.
What I often seek in people is fringed by the refuse of pain,
manifesting in outpourings of the negative.
By choice I see past them, hoping for purity,
and every time I am disillusioned by the truth.
Every time I pull back to reassess my idealism,
my blindness to the state of humanity.
I know this yet still hope for perfection,
seek that fruitless cause of resurrection of the flawless soul.
My dream is as such, an earthly desire without miracle,
a departure from the harsh realities of humanity.
With the truth upon my shoulders I give path to my faith,
that people reside within a known universe of fault and potential,
erring on the side of acceptance and compassion,
and following the course of a positive life.