Anything one does without effort,
Is not anything one does with love.
And...
If anyone chooses to do anything with ease,
Usually the doing of it offends that effort quick...
To insult the one if it is mentioned,
The apporach one takes is in poor taste.
And is noticeably lacking in commitment.
In fact...
The presence of initiative and/or motivation,
Is in appearance non-existent.
'How dare you attack my skills and abilities.
Who gave you such permission?
I know I didn't.
I've done to do what I've been doing for years.
And no one has ever told me,
What I have produced is substandard.
Or that the quality is at best 'mediocre'.
You need to keep your 'unqualified' opinions to yourself.'
~I apologize.~
'That's more like it.'
~What it was I meant to say was this...
Your activities produced are mediocre.
And the quality achieved is at best substandard.~
'What is the difference made? '
~My point exactly!
There is none.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem