Not about how many times you try nor is it all failure it's not always open skies to spot the trail time: time: times unaltered rhythm Congested in our human growth But never our desire for expansion Yesterday you forgot about the fake leg Proping you up in this dramedy How accomplished you now seem How earthy How real As much as the joker Who left his prosthesis In a barbecue grill Now he's as rich as Trump Because he got drunk Or alzhiemered out of his mind To the point where he just let go Of trying to keep up Or making pre-fabricated grades & points with the people That don't add up To much In the grand scheme Of things God was looking out for that character Best thing he ever did The way you hear local folk tell it There isn't a failure That can't be turned into an out and out victory Or a single lovin' one of us Without the worth Of life & liberty & the pursuit Of unending joy ~ PMPope 2015©