Poem of the Week: Patience

Welcome back, readers!

I know this past week has been kind of slow, but I would nonetheless like to thank each and every one of you who has given me feedback on my latest post from July 31, as your response really means a lot to me when it comes to which poems are worth sharing on this blog. Without a doubt, you people have really taught me the value of switching things up every now and then when it comes to my writing, and as a means of thanking you for teaching me this lesson, I have yet another poem to share with you that deviates a tiny bit from my usual fare. Hopefully, it’s worth the wait.



May 7, 2012


Patience is a virtue—a virtue I’ve never had,

a virtue that steers people onto the path of success,

a virtue that sees people through the worst of times.


Anxious—that’s all I’ve ever really been.

anxious to move on to bigger and better things down the road,

anxious to be recognized for my merits just as much as my faults.


Frustration—so often do I feel it,

frustration with people always rejecting me,

frustration with anyone who refuses my skills and talents.


Isolated—such is what I’ve become,

isolated from all that I’ve ever wanted,

isolated from that which I should have become long ago.


I’ve had it—had it with being told that I’m worthless,

had it with being told that I don’t belong,

had it with being denied the success I’ve struggled to achieve for countless years.


I’ve got to do something—something to prove my worth to the world,

something to let everyone know that I matter,

something to make my mark within the annals of my chosen field.


I’ve got to say something—something that will resonate with the masses,

something that will stir up something within people’s souls,

something that people will want to stop and pay attention to.


I want to create something—something that will stand the test of time,

something that people will want to remember for the rest of their lives,

something that will help me define my place in history, a true monument to who I really am.


I’ve got a plan—a plan to help me get noticed,

a plan to get myself out of this rut I’ve been stuck in,

a plan to finally earn for myself that which I’ve always wanted.


I’m on a mission—a mission to prove my worth to the world,

a mission to win the respect of the general public,

a mission to right all the wrongs I’ve ever been guilty of in my life.


I want to become somebody—somebody whom people can look up to,

somebody who is a credit to my chosen profession,

somebody people will see as worthy of their time.


I can become somebody—somebody more than who I already am,

somebody who actually matters in the big scheme of things,

somebody whom people will remember for years to come as one who made a difference.


All I need now, however, is patience.


Oh, and before anyone asks it, don’t worry—I haven’t forgotten at all about my two “In Relation to My Work” mini-series, “How Would I Reboot the Bloody Roar Series?” or “How Video Games Spur My Creativity.” However, the current editing process for my next upcoming novel, UWWX: The Underground Women’s Wrestling Xperiment, is still going on and will be consuming most of my time yet. Hopefully, it won’t take me too much longer for me to produce the next installment for either of those discussions, but in the meantime, feel free to follow me on Twitter @DustinMWeber and visit my author page at Smashwords.com to see when exactly UWWX will pop up. Otherwise, thanks again for stopping by and for being patient yourselves with me in terms of giving you worthy reading material here on my blog, and as always, happy reading!


Dustin M. Weber


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