You call me an angel, the perfect man
You both love and fear me
For, unlike any other, I can.
Perceive every possibility.

A mission you had,
to find my flaw
Yet failed to understand:
No flaw, is what you are looking for.

Yes I am perfect
Yes I understand
I treat you with respect.
With love I make my stand.

I defy category.
While you see as perfect
What I see as mandatory.
And to be quite direct.
To me belongs the glory.

For I will not alter,
my way of life
Where most will falter,
I’ll succeed the strife.

Yet being perfect,
Is a lonely prospect.
And does not mean I’m always correct
In either emotion or intellect.

You fail to see my pain.
As I seek no personal gain.
For happiness to me,
Is when others experience glee.

This world is to small for me
As my hart is free
To love unconditionally
And show mercy.

Free so much
That I could crush
Those that stand between me
and eternity.

Yet I chose to apply
My power with wisdom
Even when it makes me cry
In my lonely kingdom.

From this throne I occupy.
With sorrow I observe your fears.
My eyes are never dry,
therefore this river of tears.

This great power I yield
is all that you can see.
You search for a shield
As you fear what I could be.

I am the lonely, scary beast
You are the fearful beauty.
I prepare a feast,
while others conspire to kill me.

Man destroys what he fails to understand
I am the target.
They come with blazing brand.
Yet I forgive and forget.
Regardless of where you chose to stand.

Now I must flee
Or face hurting, those that hate me.
I hear their cries of victory
As I retreat with grace and dignity.

The only question I ask of thee:
When will this world understand me?
Why do you chose not to see,
that all I am; is lonely?

DJB-09/06/2002