To Be Human Is To Err! Poem by Vinita Nahata

Errors, the teacher of ages,

Moving through many phases,

Reflecting on life,

Was I foolish or was I wise?

Errors are often made,

Their pain at times may fade,

I wear masks on my appearance,

Not letting the world to see my countenance,

I sin; I err,

I plot; I err,

I fear; I err,

I cry; I err,

I fall; I err,

I bleed; I err,

I suffer; I err,

I hurt; I err,

I expect; I err,

I trust; I err,

I err and err and err again,

For road to life is not so plain,

Errors are just bound to come,

All I can do is, I should learn,

Yes, I give it up for this masked parade,

Yes, I give it up for the errors I made,

For, life is not a masquerade,

I brave it all, I'll show my face,

For………

To err is human!

To accept it is culture!

To correct it is prudence!

As time proceeds, there is wisdom,

Although, it may never come,

Until the time when fears are allayed,

Errors shall continue to be blamed,

To be human is to err,

To err and err and err again! !