Disengaged

I once gave a former associate gifts
To compliment their virtue in living a pious life
Only to have these things returned to me.
It seems the grounds for refusal were that the job did
Not allow it, but they had to think it over.
This space in time caused me to think may be it is
Best not to associate with this person at all.
Of all I am guilty of, low self-esteem is not one of my crimes.
But then again my slowly opening third eye caused me to
See this person was right. No human is completely without fault.
And perhaps it would be best to focus on my lack of virtue
As opposed to praising the perception in someone else.
For all I know what lingers beneath may be something best avoided.
But do I really have a need to know? I think not.
Once again something bigger than me has come to my rescue
And done for me that I could not do for myself.
Disengaged from the overt zealousness of the far right
I find joy in not being perfect but making a sincere effort
At achieving progress.