The Perfect Human
Most of the extremely intelligent
forget to buy flowers.
The diligent arrive late.
The intensely passionate
stumble over their words
and lose the meaning.
The self-indulgent leave little to be desired,
by themselves and the masses.
The egocentric forget who they are talking to,
every decision made by everyone else concerns them!
Most of the apathetic don't remember the reason
of why they came and why they went
and why they should care.
The high strung
those closest to them.
The spirit seekers miss the purpose
of what it means to be alive.
The jokers don't see the tears
on their victims faces.
miss just about everything.
misses out on the fun of making a mistake,
forgets to be human.
The perfectionist loses sleep.
The rebel is ignorant
of the satisfaction of order
The brave die young amongst the cowards,
who are usually stowed away
in some domiciled compartment
making themselves feel useful
by gaining knowledge instead of experience.
Poem by Michael Miller (USA/ Mexico)
Published in Issue 35 of The Ofi Press.
Michael Miller was born in the USA but has lived in Mexico City for the past few years. He is a playwright, poet and teacher.
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