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IM NO LONGER INTERESTED! (a poem?)

IM NO LONGER INTERESTED!


I’m no longer interested, as I thirst for change and see a future that is mine for the taking. To see what is beyond tomorrow, next week or even next year! But where I am right now…I’m no longer interested.

I’m no longer interested, in working a 9-5 corporate job, to help someone else achieve their vision. Pretending their mission statement is my own, when in truth I know I’m expendable and replaceable.

“Oh, so what you’re basically saying is your ungratefulThere are so many that would love to have your job, or job at all!”

I never said I wasn’t grateful, I will always be grateful for what God has given me. However, working for someone else...I’m no longer interested.

I’m no longer interested, with commuting via public transportation. To be bumped, pushed and touched. Saturated by the smell of someone else's forgotten hygiene, or consumed by their negative energy.

“Now you’re too good for the buses and trains huh?”

Never said “too good”, but I’m no longer interested.

I’m no longer interested, in telling my kids to duck in our own home, as bullets ring out in the night. Telling them no, they can’t go to the park right across the street because it could mean the end of their lives. Yelling at my daughter telling her to stay out of the window because bullets don’t have names. Not allowing them to go to the store alone, because of human trafficking, sick people that prey on kids and organ harvesters. Creating a prison out of what should be a home.

“Here he go, forgetting where he came from.”

Oh no I could never forget. It’s what made me who I am. The pain, the trials and the struggles. It’s built character, humbled me, made me strong…and while I’m forever grateful…I’m no longer interested.

I’m no longer interested, in the ordinary. In fake friends. In low energy beings. In the naysayers in the hopeless, in the abandoners of dreams.

“We knew this would happen. He thinks he’s better than us, just listen.”

I’d never think anything of the sort, and it's you, that haven't been listening. So as for the rest of this convo, I’m no longer interested.

                                                                                      — A.D. Sommerio

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