I'm finally done with my exams. I get to be more active on Steemit. So today i wrote the 7th poem for Day 7 of my 100days of poetry journey. Sometimes we try to be perfect, either for ourselves or for others. Daily we strive for perfection, to be the best that we can be. And that's what's today's piece about: The perfect Man
PERFECT MAN
Perfection
The subjection of one’s interjections
Based on the world
The world of today
Can you change what you think?
What others have to say?
Were interconnected but not in connection
With a convection of perfection that inhibits rejection
Or constant correction of certain parts or sections
That people fail to mention for their own protection
Believing a misconception to gain desired affection
Wasting their discretion for a false obsession
Thoughts of concession and encouraging suppression
This is just one dissection of perfection
It is but one path, one direction
But this should lead to many other questions
What about succession from the term perfection?
Is it needed to drive people to higher ascension?
Maybe one day society can undergo a social resurrection
Where creed, religion, race, freedom are not held in contention
No more crimes, no need for detention
Everyone is happy, no more thoughts of depression
Everyone can be comfortable with their own reflection
Hopefully this dissection can leave a lasting impression
And drive home the need for a universal intervention
To stop and think what it means strive for perfection
For you may have it wrong upon further inspection
The only man ever perfect was his begotten son
There is no sacrifice u can make
That can replace the one Jesus made
Forget your sweat your blood your tears, they’re too dirty
We’re all not worthy
Most of Church folk make that mistake
Living their lives just saving face
Filled with gossip, where is the grace?
If you thinking that I’m perfect,
Then I guess u don’t know me
Let me tell u there is power to make u strong when you are weak
So that when the people will see u, they will give our God the glory
Coz when it’s done and complete, you'll be a testimony
Moses what a temper killed an Egyptian then he fled what a sinner!
But still God’s Chosen told him that out of u I’ll make a winner
Don’t you forget that God is the best teacher,
And he's going to bring you back from the hands of the life stealer
For his glory he uses the frail and weaker
And with the fears of Gideon, He makes them a giant killer