they say we are all like pop corn
it may be picked on the same day
kept under the same conditions
then prepared to get cooked.
under the same heat
in the same container yet,
magic may be born or not born

whereas others pop and become...
beautiful and yearned for even.
others stay at the bottom.
just the way they looked when they were put in.

so whats the bad part?
the one that remains the same despite anything?
the one that can test just as good if chosen
and takes a longer time to chew.....
the one that only the enduring and patient can handle.

but all prefer the corn that popped.
the corn that is behind the name pop corn.
the one that looks white, fluffy,beautiful and attractive.
they forget the beautiful brown seed,
that requires more energy to chew
that could take you on a hungry day.
thats sweet when given chance ....
the different shades of brown that grace its cover..
making it all a different kind of beautiful.

is it okay or too bad to be the corn that didnt pop?