Sonnet: Mere Talents Aren’t Enough

The man with talents can’t always come first!
This world became imperfect aft man came;
Sometimes in life, water can’t quench one’s thirst;
If world’s gone bad, then all men are to blame.

Apart from talents, strategy matters!
All may not reach a ladder’s top at once;
No darning makes anew, cloth in tatters;
If bowling’s strong, you tend to get less runs.

You know your strengths and weaknesses in depth;
If you can’t win, you need not always cry;
Sometimes, we sleep in places yet unswept;
If poor, you choose the field in which you try.

While other things matter if you must win,
Nevertheless, we ought to avoid sin.

6-5-2001

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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