Divine mistakes

 To err they say
Over a lifetime
is like walking on two feet over the earth

when they teach us how ugly our error is
we must bow our heads humbly
recieve the insult

Simple folk who seem to think of themselves as adults
the infant mind glaring out
doling out blame

a new cycle of embedded err
Paint children
call them wrong

Here stand the generations that make society
with appearances
we should imitate

One leg through school
very arm
like following in footsteps even doomed ones

bias are our veins
our personal life and death
Our typical choice in vice as mice vaccinated and spliced

they teach us there are no second chances
painted children hands open minds too
a destiny in some algorithm