Ode to Failure

By Michael Reid

11th October 1990

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A reflection following one of many times I’ve been defrauded. Sucker for punishment…

Ode to Failure

 
 
Oh Night, my pleasure and my fear
I draw you close like death to me
For you in your deep earnest cloth
Are close to death as I might hope to be.
 
I loved once life and friends and dreams
And courted pleasure, moment's sweet allure,
When fancy futures were light games to play
Today the only time I dared assure.

And now I choke McCartney's yester words
With flames so near and all I love in pain
With little air, so many wounds to heal
And never in this life to blot the stain.
 
Confusion wracks my analysing mind
As now I lust for vengeance and reprieve
Or self-indulgent passive paranoia -
No, now I cry for peace and time to grieve.
 
Through this war my precious family strained
We two were one have stood for long apart,
Yet strength of love seems winning this crusade
The quest itself a victim of the heart.
 
I love my family all, and all my friends
In truth I strove for all to win the world.
How can I now confess my innocence -
The world I knew was never there at all.
 
 
Michael Reid
11 October 1990
 
©️Michael Geoffrey Reid 1990, all rights reserved.
 
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