Competing With Myself Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I no longer sit to be amazed,
By those who believe an ease of life...
Is given for the one who fights for it.

I no longer sit with curiosity,
Thinking of those who seek not to be challenged...
But expect a shipment of opportunities to them delivered.

I no longer refute accusations made,
About the validity of my abilities.
Or debate with those to ignorant to know.

I no longer sit to be amazed,
By those who believe an ease of life...
Is given for the one who fights for it.


And I do not have to look or have the presence,
As if I am dressed for battle.
I am not seeking to impress with images of conquest.
Since I've been competing with myself all of my life.