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THE BIG AND THE SMALL

There were two brothers, the big one and the small. They lived with the king and lounged in a corner of his court. The king had many huts and many fields, many coconut mats and containers, many strings of beautiful shells, but he was not happy. The great and the little worked, but had nothing, and probably did not know how to save it. At the king's house, food circulated a lot, but did not always reach them so much, so that the Great, who was always hungry, was unhappy. The king's meals were prepared by many villages in turn. When a village cooked for the king, the aroma of cooking would spread throughout the land, then with songs the people carried the food to the king. The perfume and the songs hit the noses and ears of the two brothers. “Go and meet them” said the big one to his brother. Take the food from their hands, and let your legs carry it before the king. The king will have many good things to eat and much fragrance, and his stomach will be very full, so he will give

ALL GIFTED

There are places like that, 

where people think they are lively.

However, not all that glitters is gold.

Except so many people believe 

they shine, through their supposed talents.

Talent, not being innate, at first glance.

Whoever wants to is not talented, 

not a question of means.

Means, not being those we imagine.

Imagine a world without means, 

you need talent, oh how much?

How many have tried and failed.

Well-born artists don’t care about parties.

Well born does not mean born 

in the bourgeoisie, no! born gifted.

Gifted, living well is not a given.

Win or lose, gifted or not, 

it takes talent, work to live well.

Living well is what it means 

to be gifted, a successful life.

Succeeding does not mean 

having your name at the top 

of the poster, to the point of 

becoming drunk.

Drunk of happiness, the artist 

without supremacy.

Everyone is gifted, talented, 

it’s up to them to take advantage of it.

The means must be given

Happiness is not in gentrified 

living rooms, nor on the posters, 

your name in large.

It is in the eyes of your children 

and true friends...



Comments

Recognizing and using our gifts for God's glory is the only means of true satisfaction.
Blessings!
ellie said…
So inspiring. Yes, the little things do mean a lot. Thanks for the beautiful poem. We must go on...Keep Writing(✿◡‿◡)
snobe casamang said…
Thanks Martha jane for your nice comment.
snobe casamang said…
Thanks a lot ellie, I really appreciate your beautiful words and your likings.