fury of failure

Fury of failure
Is dark, deadly
Often cunning
And often poisoning
Beware of those
Who are indulged in it,
Judge every word
Before you believe it.

They are hard to be identified
Their fury may be well hidden
It may have some rhyme or reason
Or it may have none
They may just be jealous, furious of
every thing good that’s not theirs
Or they may be jealous
Of every good thing in the world.

They may be jealous and spiteful
Trying to choke every nightingale
Because they themselves cant sing,
Trying to pull down every artifact
For their fingers are numb
They know only one thing
Destroy the thing of beauty
For you can never possess it.

Then they may be jealous and sweet
They will slither to your arm
Then they will poison your charm
By discouraging words, by changed tracks
Then smile and walk away
While you are left behind sans charm
Wisdom tells it again and again
Don’t give up your dreams for others.