“Failure take me”
Oh failure –
take me in
your strong
hands
your loving
hands
work me like
clay, find
my shape, my
beauty
Breathe life into
me, real life,
the life that
opens me,
tender and
raw, to the
struggles of
brothers, to the
loneliness at the
end of my
street, to the
disappointment beyond
my disappointment
Oh failure –
cradle me and
then kick me
out, drop me
off, let me go
With your wounds
and your blessings
I can find
my way
© Justice Schanfarber
www.WonderStruckPoems.com