Much Too Detailed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What 'is' the point one makes,
With time taken to sweat and toil...
Staying away from the ease of temptations.
And tolerating heard negative comments made.

If one is doing something done...
Just to have others accept as the best yet,
Of mediocrity produced to achieve.
What 'is' the point?

What is it that one wishes others to believe?
That their mediocrity is better achieved,
From all the mediocrity already approved...
Representing the best of it?

Success achieved,
Takes one knowing...
Mediocrity is not acceptable.
And, although, one may know this,
Others may become offended...
If their mediocrity is shown for what it is.

'Uh...what is 'this' that you have presented? '

~The best of my effort to endeavor.~

'Where are the flaws?
Where are the mistakes?
Your work is much too detailed.
Do you know how many,
Would be left feeling offended...
If we selected your presentation,
Over others known to fake it.
We are not here to have that kind of havoc.

Next.
And please...
Whomever it may be,
Please show to us something that is less...
Thought provoking.
Or...
Noticeable that requires the taking,
Of making effort.
We want something that sells immediately.
Nothing that requires an explanation to be sold.'