How Difficult Could That Be? Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those chasing acceptance,
From the ones they perceive sitting in positions...
Have earned them with shown competence.
Or had been detected of it revealed,
As suspected by those chasing acceptance.
But...
Left they remain baffled to find themselves limited,
By requests to repeat a familiarity done...
Only to find their attempts made to better produce,
Reduced not to offend the very ones who pretend...
They comprehend what it means to reach for heights.

'I'm misunderstanding what it is you wish.
After listening to your comments,
I am left to believe my desire to succeed...
You would rather not have it shown so publicly.'

~And?
How better can that be stated to you?
You know...
For clarity purposes.~

'Uh...
Huh? '

~Okay.
Let's see if I can find a better way to say it.
Your abilities are frightening.
If we accept you,
Then we will have to admit to ourselves...
We lack competence.
And to have someone like you to prove this,
Would mean every tactic we use is outdated.
Pointless.
Meaningless.~

'So what should I do?
Pretend I am stupid or ignorant? '

~Of course.
Gee whiz.
You look the part.
How difficult could that be? ~