I was never beautiful and I’m no longer young,
if you think that lessens me then you’re rather superficial.
Things I once did easily now may be out of reach
but with long years of experience wisdom sometimes falls from my tongue.
Grave errors I’ve committed have harmed many a man;
in my youthful arrogance sometimes would ignore a brother’s need.
Now thoughtful contemplation tends to precede my actions;
and if at first I fail to comprehend, find I’m more willing to try again.
Know I am far from perfect, as I’m made of flesh and blood
but think that I’m more successful not making same mistakes I made last night.
I no longer lose my temper as easily as I once did
and I think I’ve learned the value of listening with love.
In a world full of toddlers masquerading as adults,
who only see their desires and never count other’s costs,
I cannot help but wonder where we have gone wrong,
where courtesy has been replaced by insecure sophomores throwing insults.
Somewhere in the Bible, around Matthew seven, five,
is injunction regarding hypocrisy, parable of specks and logs in eyes.
Granted, I lost my religion about four decades back
but, Lord, grant me serenity to put up with nonsense jive.
Yeah, I’m no longer youthful, what hair I’ve got is gray
I can only see with glasses and my hearing’s starting to go,
but if you value cruelty, and only feel strong by making others weak
I hope one day you’ll understand being kind and gentle beats assholes any day.