Quality

I do not know                     the ways of Life

from birth been shown      violence and strife

a mothers embrace      was I rarely shown

childhood affection      have I not known

 

At age of three      from family outcast

neglect and hazards      uncertainty my past

from even those      who attempted to care

I was prevented      from being their share

 

Been a difficult road      since I was a child

to comprehend nature      that's tender and mild

the one who with joy      greets you each day

who shows you life's wonders      in every way

 

Been a slave      to the mean and the cruel

where retaliation      is an everyday tool

looking for punishment      and never for peace

from your mistakes      are never released

 

What surprises most      in the places I've dwelt

those who use truth      like a leather belt

the book is addressed      to you and your brother

decisions for life      made by you not another

 

I place before you this day      life and death

unceasing wonders      or that which takes your breath

but you are the only      one who can choose

to love your brother      the ways of death lose

 

From men expect      duplications of past

where religions are formed      his desires unmask

if you use men as       your standard of measure

only one man      had its fullness of treasure

 

There is only one standard      only one true

the fullness of Love      you must learn to do

I am the you      addressed in the book

I am the one      for its meanings must look

 

I must apply      its sayings to me

set the example      in everyway be

those who needed his comfort      for whom he cared

demonstrated a love      no others had dared

 

Mankind as a book          one he only could read

see his intentions    and what was his need

knew how to lift them     water the seed

to develop his justice         eliminate greed

 

It's difficult for man      to learn how to wait

takes times to learn love       get rid of hate

even in this      my frustrations well known

I want it all instantly       the lessons unshown

 

I know it's me      you're trying to teach

I know it's me      you're trying to reach

I'm difficult stubborn         from men shut my ears

from cruel reverberations         one everyday hears

 

It  takes time to digest     where thoughts run deep

to assimilate its message      its directions keep

apply every learning      with consummate skill

where all of its quality      our hearts do fill

 

So again I do share     a small reflection

considerations of Life       to good its subjection

one hopes the aim      for the target to mark

can be no achievement      without standards to hark 

 

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