If I Had Fed On Thoughts Of Limitations

If I had fed on thoughts of limitations,
You would not know...
How to spell my name correctly.
Or be aware of my existence.
Or hear me laugh.
Cry.
Or wonder why...
I accept defeat gracefully.
To me defeat is fleeting.
If not self inflicted.

You see...
And you do not have to agree with me.
Each step forward I decide to take...
I make.
To only compete with myself in the doing.

If I had fed on thoughts of limitations,
I would not be aware I could reach beyond them.
There would be too many excuses,
To use to pick from right under my feet.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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