Success And Failure

i have a dream i hold onto it tenaciously because it inspires hope and optimism, an infectious spirit to life, an eagle clawing onto a tree to stand tall and steady a fountain of fire burning in the sky i hold onto to the dream like a cup of fragrant tea or piping hot coffee first thing in the morning, warming up the constituents for the the adventures of the day when the pulsating ray of the sun sets free the spirits of a bird to sing, to fly, to hop, to peck for the worms in the fields if i should fail, i say i have to fail handsomely, i have to fall in style with a smile on the face and a hip hop dance to send away the blues no regrets or the loss of hope no despairing when life has been paid its dues i would fail like a flower blooming in the sky