I came to fail.

I need not fear of failing because I came to fail, to learn to try again, I came to loss to learn to find myself, I came to die to learn to live again, I need not fear of failing because I came to fail.

I came to lose my sight, to learn to see again, I came to lose my love, to learn to love again, I came a broken heart to learn to start again. I came because I have failed so I need not fear of failing.

I have lost the joy I once had. I have lost my broad smile too. I have lost the love I once had, I have lost her broad smile too. I have lost what really mattered and now failure seems like a tutoring option,

that if I make mistakes I will learn and if I learn I might succeed and if i do i may not fail. And all that is left I may not lose.
I came to fail again, that in my failure I might learn to win again.

Mock me when I fail, do not piety me. Spit on me when I am down for it is my moment. I cannot be down forever so when I do fall down let me embrace it, that when I stand I might remember. That when I stand I might not forget.

My memories will be my teacher, my scars will be like a book to me, on which is written all my failures, lessons I dare not forget. I must fail again to learn to win again.


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This poem was written by the author for the blog Afrohabilis