Failure

Failure

~You travel far and travel forth
  One path heads south, the other north
  To look and see south's end is Failure
  Leads one to find north's end a savior
  There's no one way to right or wrong
  As either or can last life-long
  One path is corrupt with twists and bends 
  The other holds but towns and dead-ends
  "Which path is better?", you ask yourself
  It seems quite clear to those, like myself
  With failure you can just restart,
  But why is this path hard to part?
  Success just leads to journey's end
  With no full reason to contend
  Both paths can't help with what you yearn
  Since one is flawed and the other can't learn.
 

Dancing

Dancing

~ 'Tis a movement of grace or passion or fun
   And somewhat a hobby in the moon or the sun
   With twirls, jumps and moves of a nimrod
   There are even some that require a run
   It's a mystery how such a thing can be won
   As it's merely a tool for the pleasure of facade
   There's "Cha-Cha", "The Tango" or even the "Charleston"
   The "Waltz", "The Jitterbug" or songs from a boatman
   It's a mystery how such a thing can be awed
   For some, it escapes from jumping the gun
   This act is something which people don't shun
   I wish I could not be the man of applause
   But someone who joins in, before it is done.