With faith trust.
And revisited hindsight,
Unneeded to reveal.
Or in conversations to discuss.
I Have learned enough,
About the affects left...
By competition.
What it takes to win
How gracefully to lose.
And how to return,
After wounds mend.
To not expose to show,
A stitch, scratch...
That leaves to detect a bruise.
I have learned enough,
About selecting preferences.
Separating my likes,
From dislikes.
Or what will appease,
My appetite.
Based upon presentation.
Before I've had,
A taste to bite.
What appears delicious,
May sit to realize...
Too difficult to digest.
Or pretend okay.
When feeling it to stomach,
Something is rotten.
And decays.
I have learned enough,
About grudges to hold.
Until they manifest,
And I am left without...
An ability to eat. Sleep.
Or rest to get.
I have learned enough,
About who to forgive.
And what to forget.
To admit and confess,
Happiness is not a given.
Nor from others to expect.
I have learned enough,
About hatred.
And the effects of felt bigotry
To witness who eventually,
Becomes victimized...
To despise themselves.
I have learned enough,
From my own experiences...
To acknowledge them lived,
That complaining...
While seeking others to leave,
Faulted to accuse and blame...
To know...
I will still remain,
Not only held responsible.
But also accountable,
For my own actions to initiate.
And regardless,
As to who says what.
Or does what to do to excuse.
I have learned enough,
About deceiving myself.
And I have learned...
If I choose shoes to wear,
They will fit comfortably.
To not declare an unawareness,
Of steps I've made...
That may have left a mess.
I have learned enough,
About addressing to fake...
What I've to do,
Was not with consciousness,
To purposely do to choose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem