Individual Choices Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Never, ever dreaming that this poet would see self in
print, being talked about in circles of intellectuals
and scientists, professors, other poets.

These last few years its been happening, taking and
elevating this mere poet in others eyes and estimations,
but still staying humble, shy, timid in person.

Having courage to stand against evil, petty greedy in-
dividuals, never giving in to their evil expectations
in life.

Preferring to write and walking away from their evil
ways, not caring to let them deride values by putting
others down.

Knowing that what they say doesn't touch this poet in-
teriorly, because they don't know a single thing about
another, they're just talking through where they sit down.

Meaning nothing in the creative process, they haven't any
talent or are just not using it, because they're too lazy,
being jealous of other poets for no reason.

If they used their minds to do something constructive,
good, compassionate, they could dispose of their hidden
shame and make their mark in this earthly life.

Instead of staining it with a putrid disease of their egos,
to big to care, self-centered and being a nothing in life
at all, they could begin now doing something with their life.

Their choice, it has nothing to do with anyone at all, just
an individual choice that they've made in their lives, not
achieving or accomplishing their purpose and destiny.