Don't Put Me On Your Pedestal

Uh uh, don't put me on your pedestal
I've struggled my way through it all.
Grabbed hold of many a wrong handle
studying life along the way having a ball.

Don't you dare lift me beyond you
we all came out of the same dirty pool
Main difference being I looked critically
before stepping out joining another fool.

I took the steps to first fail before success
found its direction and landed at my door
while others looked on in disbelief or fear
choosing me as the measure or score.

Still see them in humorous laughter
pointing out he's at it again about to fail
but they so often missed the point
misfortune comes before the idea sails.

After so many attacks and disgruntled
motions from their ill conceived beliefs
I arrived, cultivated my own level playing field
and kept it in the face of leaders and chiefs.

Don't mistake my confident strut
for some uppity cross class binge
though many can't deal with my mind
I step out of the box they get unhinged.

You see, I learned years ago
its not me with the problem, its you
I get done what they say I'm not able
but my persistence pays in what I do.

While you invest so much effort
in trying to keep me in some isolation
I'm busy smiling and doing my thing
with not the least bit of hesitation.

Now some want to look up to me
uh uh, don't. Just look straight in my face
at the level you are and you might find
I am not nor do I ever allow action's disgrace.

I keep my head held up high in confidence
like anyone who knows what it takes to achieve.
I cannot be counted in that group who falters
bow their heads, pack up and then leave.

No, not me baby, I'm a stick to it sort of guy
I keep on smiling in the face of adversity
even while the world laughs and jokes
my process rolls on to more lucid diversity.

I've achieved that unique situation
of a love as well as a hate observation
some see me as the nice poetic bard
ignoring how I live and work so damn hard.

I learned to love to a monster degree
letting others ignore passion's participation
keeping up such a torrid pace they can't fathom
and end up in a whirlwind of frustration.

No, don't you dare place me there
on some tainted pedestal of your desire.
If you could only stop trying to put me done
you might find that match to light "YOUR" fire.

Del Cano 2008 April