Thankless Ranking

I cherish your opinions more than most,
until you tell me you evaluate
this guy as uber-smart, and also boast
your son to be ingenious. I can rate
intelligence. I frightened both my folks.
And teachers were a little awed by me.
I grew to where I eagerly took tokes
to dumb existence, for equality.

I never try to rank intelligence.
A person’s either smart enough, or not.
Taxonomy of loved ones makes no sense
to me – what use is level, rank, or slot?
They neither are as bright as you assert.
Your statements only set you up to hurt.

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