Failure (Sidewalk Prophet Series)
Failure
My thoughts are like those of a mad mans,
I go into an energy of silence
Like the quiet after thunder
Where a homeless wind
In various light
Knowingly measures loss.
I dissolve into a trance.
All the sounds of the moment
Fall on my conscience.
Something died this instant,
Loss returns in vacant eyes
With measures of dew and dust.
I toiled all my life for my failures
Punishment is deserved.
Each moment takes a morsel of loss,
God withholds curses without revenge
Was it worth it to fail?
Yes.., I found God.
I retrieve my thoughts
They will dissipate
But why am I still sad?