Poem

raise your hand if you've failed. 
this is how we connect with the world. 
shared failures and feelings of inadequacy.
even the most hardened warrior.
has, at times, felt inferior or failed to fight.
I wake with this taste some days.
at random or at reason.
the difference is how we march.
towards the light of learning from it. 
I've failed at life and love.
more times than six, six, six. 
but I keep writing and reaching out.
for the reward of hard work.
even though I hate it. 
hard love, hard life.
even though the lessons aren't always obvious.
all we can do in this world. 
is try. 
raise your hand if you've tried.