What gifts was I given
when all the talents were handed out?
Do I have a talent?
Looking at my life I have some doubt.
Was I forgotten
or possibly I was overlooked?
Maybe my talents
weren’t exactly fully cooked?
Others have gifts a plenty.
Some share their gifts of warmth and beauty.
Even the devil’s advocates
know how to fulfill their duty.
But now I realize, you see,
my talent it a little more rare.
I can destroy anything
and I can do it with some flair.
If you need beauty and warmth
I recommend you best just let me be.
Need a destroying angel?
You can definitely call on me.
© 2018 ck’s days
ck's days 
You wrote a nice poem–that counts as at least one positive talent.
Thank you for the compliment! 😊 I was afraid it sounded a bit wallowy but that was not my intent. For the n’er do wells it’s kind of empowering to not think of things as “failures” but sharing a talent – even if it’s destroying 😊