Our Presents Lay

What determines genius…

an endowment or a choice


Is there destiny in all of us,

waiting for a voice


Is to reject your epiphany,

most used as an excuse


By those who pull the shades down low,

the darkness theirs to choose


Was Van Gogh so enlightened,

when he cut off his left ear


Or Joplin ever doubtful,

when she sang beyond her fear


Is genius so misunderstood,

its meaning false portrayed


That we see gifts in others

—as we let our presents lay


(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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