THE IMPERFECT RACE
IMPERFECT RACE Imperfect are humans in their various stride, Not guaranteed are their happiness with multiple slide, Impression on its own is not always enough, Affection and care are always bound to be tough. Perfectly designed yet so imperfect, Few are those with the knowledge of respect, Not all you meet deserves your time, Scavengers are some so in their prime. Humans as chameleons really says a lot, Unknown are right ones with all seeming to hurt, Camouflaged amidst imperfection makes it hard to tell, Regrets from misjudge is another form of hell. Hard to please are the heart of men, Not all books accommodate the efforts of a pen, Your all you give yet feel so unwanted, Nothing about the world should be so unexpected. Pain of course summarize it all, The base of hurt is always standing tall, With imperfections of all kind yielding much pain, Hard it is for the conscious few to ever stop this dreadful reign. Give your all and leave the rest, Perfection is not an attribute of being
