Failure lovers who are activists at torment,
Are often amazed, shocked and surprised...
To discover what they accept as failure,
Has nothing to do with a success compared...
That others have not openly flaunted to address,
Or impress to share with an affectatious touch of ego.
Although failure lovers would 'normally' interpret,
An achievement accomplished has to pass their test.
Yet those undeterred and focused,
Beyond what can be seen to be physically possessed...
Prove with effectiveness that their success,
Has little to do with the value of things...
That depreciate as fast as a fading fad can get.
Or credits that quickly debit to threaten,
What from one can be repossessed!
If those timely payments aren't monthy kept,
To leave failure lovers depressed with less.
Seeking then to express,
A humility accompanied by their 'nouveau' sorrows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem