Dear Failure Poem by Stephen Olufemi Omolara

Failure, oh failure—no one wants your name,
Not in my dreams, not in my game.
But still, you show up, loud and clear,
The shadow that walks when success is near.

You taste like loss, you burn like shame,
But without you, wins wouldn't feel the same.
You're the grit in the grind, the tear in the climb,
The silence before the victory chime.

Every flop, every fall, every step gone wrong—
You build the soul, you make it strong.
So here's to the stings, the stops, the scars—
You're the reason we reach for stars.