We Laughed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The only ones who come to taste,
True failure and its flavor...
Are those who savor their attempts made,
To prevent someone accustomed to opposition.
And this not to have been known,
By those observing it to believe.
Or could perceive the possibilities.

Dues to pay with a crawling on knees,
Is not a purpose to serve to keep repeating...
By the one who knows personally,
The healing from pain and grief to leave.

Dues to pay with a crawling on knees,
Takes the strength of someone...
Seeking much more than empathy.
Or an understanding to come that doesn't.

The one who mends,
With a standing up to walk tall again...
Succeeds successfully to leave eventually,
Those left behind comprehending defeat.

'I thought you all had a strategy?
A strategy to prevent him from succeeding?
What's up? What happened? '

~Weee do. Uh...
We did. Uh...
But, no one knew the strategy we used,
Had been 'his' to help us fail.~

'How so? That makes no sense.
How did he do this?
And please no more of your intellectual excuses.
Get to the point. Be basic with your explanation

~Well,
He told us exactly...
How he was going to succeed.
With steps he would take to do publicly.~

'And? '

~We laughed.
We couldn't stop laughing.~