Skills, talent and imagination
They all hold me in fascination
For I have none of the above
But on them I want to ride the life’s curve
Mine was just a brave fool’s wish
That I didn’t want to squish
So, I played along with my own farce
More I tried, the more they became scarce
It didn’t take me long to understand
That I had overplayed my hand
We might be created equal in the whole
But this world isn’t the same for each soul
Maybe I’ll try to keep it quiet
Read well and improve my minds diet
Talk less and listen more they said
But all they wanted was for me to play dead
You think that this is fun for me to say
Just to speak I had a whole tribe to betray
Some were blessed with a prophecy
While I was just cursed with mediocrity
So, I carry this curse as my pride
I see no reason for it to hide
Soon this curse will be a badge of honor
While I dump those decrees at the next corner
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