If I am to fail,
let me fail making a fool of myself
for goodness’ sake.
Let me fail
to project a successful image.
Let me fail
at trying to win approval.
If trust is foolish
make me dense.
I didn’t plan to be here in this place—
how foolish that would have been!—
who wants to be where I am?
Humiliate me more, Lord.
World, take away my last garment.
See me naked, suspended,
going nowhere.
Stab me in the side.
Lay me in the grave.
I’ll just wait to see what happens,
like a fool.
………………
if
I am to fail
by
troy cady
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