What’s my calling?

What’s my calling?

To face dejections appalling

Few discover it late

Mine continues to evade

 

My pricking conscience

Without being pretentious

Questions the soul

Is it justified in expecting a dole?

 

None to haul over the coal

Whoever with a nonexistent goal

and lackadaisical attitude, the life path stroll

Success keeps a distance of a barge pole

 

Each one is blessed with some aptitude

Lame are excuses of Ineptitude

Rust gathered must be shorn

To put to use, skill ought to be honed

 

Let go of the mundane rigmarole

Creative pursuits shall put you on a roll

A little effort and jostling

Of the mind, unravels a genie named “calling”.

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