I have given my time and knowledge obtained,
To others freely.
With the hope they 'did' believe,
They were doing 'me' the favor! And...they were!
I have this 'thing' of wanting ambitious people to succeed.
It's like a 'rush' I get.
Like someone on crack and can't stop the habit.
And it makes me angry when people start to slack.
I once was told by someone who believed,
They were accomodating my need to assist 'them'.
That I should not perceive others to feel equally excited,
As I did about 'my' activities!
And...well,
When this EGO approached me like that...
I stopped dead in my tracks. 'Uh. Huh? I'm on the wrong page.'
With a leaving them, I did, to continue their making of excuses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you make it the mathematical problem it is, Lawrence