On A Blinded Mystery Tour Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If one is not challenged,
With a thinking to always present their best...
To any task accepted with a desire to be effective.
But instead has chosen to glide through it,
And mediocrity has been obviously achieved.
Why would anyone believe excellence is there?
As is rumored to stay on their mind all the time.
With a giving of it to have an abundance to share.
Some people will have others believe anything.
And 'if' exaggerated enough...
Procrastination becomes the accepted destination.
Unless...
Mediocrity easily achieved is the first step.
And the test is to hint of an excellence...
With the intent to get others involved in its discovery.
To then understand a treasure hunt has been introduced.
And 'if' anyone IS expecting a presentation of excellence,
One is said accustomed to expose...
Perhaps the giving of it has become too boring.
And an added feature to increase the excitement...
Is to have everyone enticed on a blinded mystery tour,
To then have that expectation of excellence revealed to show...
At the end of embellishing an existence of it.

'The tour was intriguing.
Full of plot twists and unexpected drama.'

~But 'where' was the excellence we were promised? ~

'You didn't find the substitution of it just as satisfying? '

~No!
Mediocrity IS mediocrity.~

'Only the few exposed to excellence know that.
And here?
You are out numbered on 'this' trip.
Give me your blindfold.
I'm sure someone else will eventually appreciate it.
There's always 'someone' attempting to nitpick the details.'