The powerful parable of talents.

There was a time
we thought success was noise,
followers, numbers, applause,
a life that looks good on a screen.

But life has a way
of logging you out
and asking you questions
no one else can answer for you.

Like,
what did you do with what you had?

See, this story isn’t old.
It’s happening right now.

Three people,
same opportunity knocking,
but not the same mindset answering.

One woke up and said,
“I might not have much,
but I’ll make something out of it.”
So they started small,
a business from their phone,
a skill from YouTube,
a dream stitched together
with late nights and little sleep.

Another said,
“I see potential here.”
Took risks, failed a bit,
learned fast, moved smart.
not perfect, but progressing.

But the third one…
the third one was watching.

Watching others win.
Watching others try.
Scrolling past their own purpose
like it was just another post.

Fear whispered,
“What if you fail?”
Comparison added,
“You’re already behind.”
And before they knew it,
they buried their gift
under excuses that sounded reasonable.

“I’m waiting for the right time.”
“I don’t have enough.”
“People will laugh.”

So they did nothing.
And called it safety.

But let me tell you something—
playing small isn’t safe.
It’s silent loss.

Because life will come back around,
not to shame you,
but to check you.

Not asking,
“Why weren’t you like them?”
But simply—
“What did you do with what I gave you?”

Not your neighbor’s calling.
Not your friend’s opportunities.
Not the life you wish you had.

Yours.

The ideas you ignored.
The gifts you downplayed.
The doors you were too afraid to knock on.

Because in a world
where people are losing hope,
losing jobs,
losing direction—

Your gift
was never just about you.

It could feed someone.
Lift someone.
Inspire someone
who is one step away from giving up.

So don’t bury it.

Don’t hide behind fear
and call it humility.

Take that step.
Start messy.
Grow loudly or quietly—just grow.

Because one day,
it won’t be about how much you had.

It will be about
how much you used.

And when that day comes,
let your answer be bold:

“I didn’t waste it.”

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Walking Shadow Poetry

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