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A Poem by Rosauro Brillantes
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This is not my poem. It belongs to a person I met just once, and never again. She let me have one of her poems that she had written, and after I had read it, I was touched. These are her words.

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Sitting with knees drawn
and words muddled
mind caught
   - wretched between
2 seconds in the past +
2 seconds in the future.

Maybe if I stay still
for long enough, the
smokey gauze will clear.

If doing good
   and being good
were within the same 
realm
+ held the same 
consequence

But unfair as it is, the
benefits are there for
for those who choose to reap - 
not those who hesitate;
unsure; doubt their 
worth.

How far can encouragement
take you.
And how much the more
is pure, raw, skill - talent - 
luck - 

I've tasted luck. Bittersweet
A slight gloss of shame,
for being able to deceive
(for being able to project)
They call it the Imposter
Syndrome

I need a plan
   I need a structure
   Something I'm going to build.

They say pacing is important

(I CAN'T FALL BEHIND) 


Poem written by C.Y.

© 2011 Rosauro Brillantes


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Added on June 27, 2011
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Rosauro Brillantes
Rosauro Brillantes

Guelph, Canada



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