there is a new
failure club in town
and i am one
of its pillars
we always think
that failure is simply success
delayed
because it is not the ripe time yet
because you are not ready yet how to handle the drunkenness
of a successful man
if you think that you are a loser
it is but temporary
mama says there is always a sun that shines for everyone
a moon as witness
the sea is too wide for another sailing adventure
there are still more continents
for our experiments
so baby
don't fret
carry that ball of failure
in your hands
drag those chains of sorrow
and satisfy your heart with all the possible regrets
papa says
time runs and it soon catches with you
bringing you
a bunch of success
because when luck comes
it rains.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem