because i am hardheaded <br />i do not look back, <br /> <br />i have learned from the woman <br />who turned into salt <br /> <br />and look at what i have done upon myself <br />i grow errors <br /> <br />i glance at each of them <br />i shrug my shoulder and then walk away, <br /> <br />or move on as they want to say <br /> <br />i want to live a life that does nothing with what has been <br />erroneously done <br /> <br />leave them as they are <br /> <br />for me to see that i am not perfect <br />that others may learn to approximate to the maximum the reality <br /> <br />about mistakes which if left uncorrected <br />shall ultimately symbolize <br /> <br />who we really are... the perfect example <br />of human imperfection <br /> <br />God's ally, God's beloved <br /> <br />since it is from us that God also sees <br />who He really is.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-hardheaded-man/
