Saturday, August 29, 2009

Failure

I tried to clamber once, a peak much conventional
Juvenile was my inception
Profound my perception
Surreptitious; came my fiasco, distinctly exceptional

Was the peak elevated, or my potency adulterated
Bruised by the revulsion
Regressive this propulsion
I succumb all I seized, my hopes obliterated

But whom can I reproach, accuse of my attrition
Should I despise myself
Or should God Thyself
For the nugatory courage, and the elusive vision.

Everyone must condemn me, but not assist me find
The cause of my plight
The root of the blight
For I am solely liable, what I was; a wide-eyed blind

Dt: February, 2008

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