So funny to see
all judgments that hide,
through false honesty,
expressed in the eyes.
Living the same tale.
playing unique roles,
Both male and female,
mirror every soul.
Some aggressively,
others peacefully,
Some destructively,
others gracefully.
Each being is sketched,
to follow routines,
then molded perfect,
to feed the machine.
Playing in a scheme
designed for a fall,
holding a clear dream
as blessings for all.
Held expectations,
no limitations.
Great aspirations,
create sensations.
Thoughts swim in the mind,
hopes live in each hand.
assist and define,
try to understand.
A plot with great twists
lead lifetimes we live,
learning to exist
and ways to forgive.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy