Call it penchant-to-be-one-rung-better personality,
or whatever - doesn’t matter, we see its roots in a
belief we can do anything, there’s no impediment
not in singular views you are as good as any who
ever did it; you’re driven by infallible confidence -
self-view springing from sense of self-worth that
you’re as good as the best, yet queasiness rises
still to test each endeavour; its a dour challenge
You’ll get used to proving you’re human they say,
a throwback to olden days, where all things were
in consideration tho in the meaning of sameness,
so one didn’t say - that’s not the way to do it for a
sociability of prudent reasoning; you do it properly
to be seen & acknowledged with the nod, that’s a
Sanctioned yes it fits okay - achievement earned;
but measurement of what’s technical rests warily
outside sense & sensibility, appending inequality
reasoned views you are not who you claim to be
because you didn’t clasp the cognoscenti’s hand
with the proper grip to prove that you knew it too
© 2 January 2016, I. D. Carswell
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