If it's thick and sticks,
Think of it as a benefit.
Rich to have an assortment,
Of undiscovered opportunity.
For those motivated.
And initiating moving forward, With steps to make.
Too much that is thinly based,
Many accept.
But not know it to be junk.
Until it's too late to see,
What's to believe is gold...
Begins to rust,
With a tarnishing of it done.
And yet,
For whatever the reason...
When substance comes,
Some will run from it.
Unfamiliar with its value.
Since accustomed,
Those who shun it to run...
Are more familiar,
With junk upon them dumped.
If it's thick and sticks with,
An abundance of undiscovered
Opportunity.
Only a few...
Will pay attention.
Others will run from it,
To make claims...
That opportunities,
Should come to them...
Customized and gift wrapped.
To then be told,
Where and when to expect them,
Delivered.
If it's thick and sticks,
With richness that promises...
Success if patience kept,
Remains applied done...
To identify what comes,
Endeavored with effort.
Few will stay.
Most will run away.
'You want me to do what?
Learn to develop,
Patience and correct...
My outspoken attitude?
And what's that suppose to do?
Pave the way to my success?
Do I look like a fool to you? '
-Uh...
Is there anyone here,
Who can answer that?
I must apologize.
Since I'm not from,
This neighborhood.
But I can say this,
You do seem as if to expect...
An honest opinion.-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem