While alive

No human being is perfect, yet we strive
We pray and fast, denying that we sin
We aim to be God’s equal, while we live

It may be fear which alternates with pride
Blocking out the good that lives within
No human being is perfect, yet we strive

Donations to the poor  we sometimes give
Yet this alone  gets no attention
We aim to be God’s equal, while  we live

Terror acts as an unworthy guide
And,similarly  acts pretension.
No human being is perfect, yet we strive

God is  perfect, souls too proud explode
Acknowledge and admire the great divine
We cannot be God’s equal, dead, live.

Ourselves or friends we foolish idealise
No human  should be thought  of as all wise
No person can be perfect, yet we strive
We want to be God’s equal, while we live