PEGs are Calling

PEGs are Calling

By Frank Bolaji Irawo

Calling all those square pegs trying to fit in round holes

Ever considered that there is a round hole for you?

Yes, you could keep shaving away at those edges

Losing the distinctions that make you unique

All just so that you can fit in a hole made for another

What happens then to those, to whom you were sent

Eagled eyed, waiting for one shaped just like them

While they sit and wait, watching you shave away

The subtle message received, that edges are not the way

Leave the squares to the square holes, to it they are called

Be the best you know to be, in the hole made for you

Grant others the permission to embrace their uniqueness

There lies your superpower my friend, energy unbridled

Sending out that unmistakable clarion call

Your tribe is here and waiting to cheer you on to greater