Treasure Island

Kweku Atta Crayon

(17th October,1990 / Prestea-Western Region of Ghana)

How Can You Fail


(To a despairing brother who thinks he has failed in Life)

'Oh Damn, again I failed'
How do you go on knowing that you failed?
why won't you stop failing?
When you know how to fail

Did you hear everyone say shame
Insulting and calling you name....(loser)
Family and friends turn into mockers
Shun them, they all success blockers

Would you cry when you find out the cause? (yourself)
If yes, then that will be another failure course
Will you sit and look like all lost
And keep telling you the ways out exhaust
Invite your jaw to your palm
And caress the future with balm
Hoping to see tomorrow walk again
And the weeping hours yielding gain.
(Ok, then sit there)

Come on! , wake up from your past
the future is nearing and coming fast
Pat the back of Hope with action
Smile, live and wait for the reaction

I tell you, this is how to fail, when you live the stanza 3
Stanza four is the trick and its free.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 05, 2014

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