Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar
Success may come,
To those wishing others failure.
But a failure to wish on others to come,
With it done...
May keep those feeling very successful.
For their ability to create such failures.
Only to end up paying for a mess.
Indebted to the excess,
Of their own kept ignorance.
And the expense of this is exorbitant.
Look around anywhere,
To observe failures found.
And find you will,
Those using failures of others...
Believing what they've created,
Leaves them feeling good about themselves.