Broken Yardstick

There was a time when the world
was inhabited by people who were
either good or bad and I could
always tell which was which by
the simple test of seeing who
agreed with me and who did not
who held my ideals and who held
ideals of their own
for I, of course, am good and so
what better yardstick to measure
you than by me?
But then the time came when I
looked at myself and saw that not
all of my ideals and convictions
lined up with the all of the actions
that I took and I realized that I
am not good. At least not
all of the time.
I still seem to measure those
around me by the ruler of myself
but I try to remind myself that
the yardstick I use is broken.
My measurements are askew
and I need to start measuring
me
by a yardstick larger than myself.

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Today’s prompt at dVerse is to take a look at something that we used to believe and explore how we have changed in our beliefs.  I think that in our youth, we all tend to believe that we know everything, and anyone who disagrees is wrong at best, and bad at worst.  Hopefully, most people eventually mature to the point that they can see that they are not always right, and sometime we have much to learn from those around us.