Not Going To Be Mistaken As Chopped Liver
This is something,
People find very difficult to understand...
When opportunities are given,
Upfront and personal!
They do not return.
Or come back with attempts to influence.
The mission is to 'give'.
Not to convince.
In fact,
If slighted...
One will never know,
How they are connected...
Those misunderstood opportunities.
Especially,
After they have been evaluated...
As not being beneficial to anyone.
'Excuse me?
Who do I think I am?
Uh...a local resident of this place.
Why? '
Does this need further clarification?
And that can be applied to people as well.
Perceiving someone not to be qualified,
To achieve a task OR deliver to another...
A 'key' to their achievement.
Because of some pre-conceived notion...
One will only pay attention to someone,
Who 'looks' and 'acts' a certain way.
You know...
Someone seen on TV?
And 'not' a neighbor,
Busted for selling crack.
Some people will talk about that,
For the rest of their lives.
Or they may 'live' in a certain environment...
Where nothing but mediocrity is praised.
And everyone in it is dismissable?
'I don't know why they are 'here'.
And not in LA.
Or New York City.
Especially doing what they do!
What a waste.
I'm going to move to Atlanta...
Where I've heard the opportunities really are.'
This outlook,
Can be extremely detrimental.
ESPECIALLY...
If someone deemed useless,
Has chosen a familiar environment...
To exist and develop their own sense of happiness.
You know...
Do 'their' thing AND excell.
People just may have a gold mine,
Right under their turned up noses.
And gold,
Ultimately...
Is not going to be mistaken,
As chopped liver.
Wherever one decides to reside.
Even in a place where the main activity,
Happens to be self loathing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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