Mining The Resources Of One's Mind - Poem by Jackie Allen
Day after day, she worked in the mind field.
Guided by inspiration she pursued
Goals, toiled with determination and gained
Confidence. With initiative’s blessing
She used her intellect,
And, dared to mine
The recesses of her own mind.
Creativity painted her portrait,
Reflecting the genius of one daily
Exercising gifts and ways. Naysayers
It is said, rued both her considerable
Talent and her days,
Yet, she repaid
All with deeds of merit and praise.
Why is it society still chooses
To measure the steps to self acceptance
By the height of power or positions held?
Do the number of ladders climbed hold
One safe or hostage?
of a mind entails some great risk.
Ah...Prestige, health, wealth, they come with a price.
With time they may slip and slide off scale’s care.
Insatiable appetites greed, and lust~
How they negate the pleasure and joy
Should one pay for those wined and dined?
Alas, hath self esteem, then, corrupted
Itself? Hath it yielded its face to live
A double life, sleep walking day by day
Lying awake long nights, hiding from truth~
The name of fame’s shame’s?
Dare I then mine
The depth of my own potential?
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