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©
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