Me only me

In our writer's WORDshop that met last monday we clustered the word unfinished and then wrote a free verse poem out of what developed. Here's mine:

Is anything every finished, completed or perfected?
No, not ever, potential expands to fill the universe
possibilities unending present themselves each moment

I could do that, be that...they could do that, be that
but who am I responsible for?
Me only me that narrows my focus.

I need help from a loving Father,
guidance to know of possibilities
His example says it all––love, peace
charity are worthy objectives
to spend my lifetime acquiring

Unfinished, not all I can be...yet
focused on growing, changing and
repenting of my many weaknesses
until they become my strengths
to rely on, to celebrate


The finger of disapproval points out
but hidden in my palm are three fingers
pointing at the real culprit needing
to change...me only me!