To be flawless is to shield away,

the people who think it's okay,

to make me feel THIS way.

To be flawless is to take my fears,

turn them into shears,

and cut their words down, 

away from their town.

To be flawless is to take action

towards the traction,

being tough,

through the rough.

To be flawless is to tolerate so much crying,

from so much lying,

aching through the pain,

breaking through the chain.

To be flawless is to recall the maul,

the length

of my strength,

will seek the charitable,

will peek the admirable.

Respect,

to inspect?

The endurance

leaves me with some assurance.

God bless, the less to be flawless . . .