Perfect
Are we meant to be
Flawless?
To have
The perfect life
The perfect body?
Surely if we try hard enough
It’s possible,
Right?
If I walked into a lecture theatre
And asked 300 university students
To raise their hand
If they were 100% satisfied
With their body,
Or with their life,
Would any hands go up?
I don’t think so …
But is that because
They haven’t tried hard enough?
Haven’t made the right decisions?
Or just haven’t reached that place yet?
Could it possibly be because
There is no perfect?
No flawless life
No ideal body?
Is that not
The nature of this world?
While we are in it
We will never be complete
Will never know fully
Never find true satisfaction
Eternal peace?
Do I really have to live this way?
In a world
As marred as this?
Do I really have to accept
I will never be happy
All of the time
No matter what decisions I make
Or what I do?
That I will never be
Completely in control,
Must I really
Lower my standards
From a perfect life
To an ‘im’-perfect one?
From body-satisfaction
To body-acceptance?
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