prosaic virtuesA Poem by Quilllearning to appreciate othersThe constant elation of my existence has bared it's defects- How could I have thought I surpassed these creatures- Indeed I have been blinded by self indulgence- Now I have caused harm to no one but myself- I always believed ameliorating myself was without contention- Now I see the need to keep my milieu in high regards- For they do have considerably significant roles to play- They may have their faults but then again who doesn't- It is unethical to dwell on their balky features- The curbing of these scourges emanates from within- However adapting to these units come with utmost difficulty- Well the surmounting of such difficulties defines the fine lines in life- Therefore I will give myself virgin resolution- For these trifles truly are virtues-
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Added on April 19, 2018Last Updated on April 19, 2018 Tags: ordinary, human, redemption, virtue, virtues Author
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