I'm not perfect

I'm a work in progress
The dirt seems soft
When your purpose costs less

I mean

When your goal is low 
The soil's pillow

I mean

When the goal is high
Then you're bold as lions

The ceiling's cement
Cemented legacy

Dragged down by demons 
Epoxy elegy

The lesson's lesions
A little leaven leeches

I know it's hard 
To leave them

Blocked messages 
Walls erected
 
Deflected precedence 
For presidency.

Even when offered it. 

I elect an Oval Office 
of Obstruction. 

The preference: 
Unintelligent.

Yes, the steps are delicate,
but after twenty years,
you expect delegates 
to be well tested.

Accept it.