Frankly, who are we fooling? Poetic skills are admirable, a skill which not everyone possesses (including some pop-icons of today), but the world doesn’t need them. After-all poetry doesn’t feed you, it does not help you grow professionally. Apart from a very few, poets are nobody’s They do not generate anything tangible, but wait…there are other people who generate intangible and many times insignificant results…!
The bottom line is, one has to join the rat race, OR take the risk and fight against the law of probability to succeed in our pursuit for happyness.
In every success we seem to seek inspiration, but we fail to take note of those who took the risk, toiled hard…yet could not pass the finish line. Could they have done more?