Poem: Too Simple

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Too Simple

I am too simple for this world.
I know just a few things.

God is God.
Love is love.
Most of us are broken.
Love, properly applied, heals most things.
But never quickly.

We can survive more than we think,
but only if the bones are good.
We can become more than we believe, but
fear holds us back.

Hate destroys.
Love builds.
Hate destroys.
Love endures.
Repeat as needed.

Most of us are more loved than we know.

Imperfection is beauty.
And most of us are wonderfully beautiful,
if we ever stop to listen.

I am too simple for this world.
I know just a few things.
The rest is fluff.

About this poem.

Yes, I really believe this. All of it.

Tom

 

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