Success And Failure Poem by john tiong chunghoo

i have a dream
i hold onto it tenaciously
because it inspires hope
and optimism, an infectious
spirit to life, an eagle clawing
onto a tree to stand tall and steady
a fountain of fire burning in the sky

i hold onto to the dream like
a cup of fragrant tea or
piping hot coffee first thing
in the morning, warming up
the constituents for the
the adventures of the day
when the pulsating ray of the sun
sets free the spirits of a bird
to sing, to fly, to hop, to peck for the
worms in the fields

if i should fail, i say i have to
fail handsomely, i have to fall in style
with a smile on the face
and a hip hop dance to send away the blues
no regrets or the loss of hope
no despairing when life has been paid its dues
i would fail like a flower blooming in the sky