The challenge was first,
To do it.
To move in that direction,
Pursuing what some said...
I could not do.
The next was to improve,
Upon that which I pursued.
And remaining focused and true...
To that which I chose to do.
Then the real test came,
When I began to hear my name.
And instead of support,
Out from the woodwork critics came.
The next challenge I faced,
Was to appear in public...
Without a sign of emotion to be traced.
Nor quick to defend...
Or attempt to erase those steps I placed.
And 'easy' has not been the word,
To take or describe...
Some of the things I've heard,
From those who have tried...
To discredit my efforts!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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