My Cross Copes And Sleight Of Mind. (Sonnet) Poem by Dan Reynolds

My cross copes and sleight of mind. (Sonnet)

Perhaps to peer into another’s mind,
Self-honesty’s the hand that holds the lens.
Disclosure of whatever you may find
Though ammunition for both foes and friends

To strive for true impartiality
and open buds of truth by candid word,
or languish in forlorn banality?
Content to squint, the focus lost or blurred.

Admit your imperfections with a smile
That recognition opens up the gate
which lets you walk as 'others' for a while,
avoiding what you once had thought, your fate.

The door of our transgressions propped ajar...
Do imperfections make us who we are?