I thought I was humble
Until I started writing about me
I thought I was righteous
Until I justified peccadilloes committed by me
I thought I despised racism
Until I felt “the unreasonable fear” in me
I thought I was above criticism
Until I saw the flaws in me
I thought I was gentle
Until my ego got the better of me
I thought I was human
Until I encountered the animal in me..
I realized I cannot judge others’ characters
Until I can make peace with me