Too Much Of A Challenge Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Liking what one has chosen to do,
Maybe to others...
Easy.
The reasoning?
Why would someone choose,
A thing difficult requiring hard work too?
Especially if tears are cried with sacrifice applied.
For many this makes absolutely no sense.

However...
Too many have been made convinced,
A facing of challenges with a doing to attempt...
To eliminate them from their lives?
Try the best they can to run and hide,
From obstacles that in their home reside.
To be heard complaining...
That no one understands the severity of their pain.

'I wish I was lucky and had your life.'

~You wouldn't exist two minutes in my shoes.
I seek obstacles.~

'No one seeks obstacles! '

~I once thought that too.
Now I like what I do and have found it easy.
Here...
You try it.~

'With a pad and pen?
Are you kidding?
I could never do that.'

~But...
Didn't you just say I was lucky?
And you wished you had my life? ~

'I don't like writing.
It's too much of a challenge.'

~That's the way I feel about complaining.
We both have something we can not do.
Yet...
I have never wished to live someone else's life.~