Diary of the Gifted One

I can tell you how he felt.

He was envied. He was scorned,

Misunderstood by his contemporaries,

Loved by few, mourned by others,

Who felt he didn't love enough

The ones who idolized himself.

Many wanted the gifts he had,

But few are really called to that,

And fewer still find what it is

Wherein their calling flies.

But it is better to fail, in your gift,

Than to succeed in someone else’s destiny—

Far better to whisper the truth from a ditch,

Than to climb up the mount to shout lies.

-jenn long