Brought to mind a poem that I read over 40 years ago.
It had such an impact on me,
That I would like to share it with everyone:
DE SUNFLOWER AIN'T DE DAISY
De sunflower ain't de daisy, and de melon ain't de rose;
Why is dey all so crazy to be sumfin else dat grows?
Jess stick to de place yo’re planted,
and do de bes yo knows;
Be de sunflower or de daisy, de melon or de rose.
Don't be what yo ain't, jess yo be what yo is,
If yo am not what yo are den yo is not what you is,
If yo’re jess a little tadpole, don't yo try to be de frog;
If yo are de tail, don't yo try to wag de dawg.
Pass de plate if yo can't exhawt and preach;
If yo’re jess a little pebble, don't yo try to be de beach;
When a man is what he isn't, den he isn't what he is,
An’ as sure as I'm talking, he's a-gwine to get his.
Anonymous.