Success

If at first you don’t succeed

How many times must you try again?

It’s blatantly obvious you don’t fit the breed

Of reputedly notable dead white old men.

Continual rejections and failures reinforce

That success is a Grail few can achieve

Where the rules and requirements are written in Morse

And the idea of merit is firmly believed.

You’re told, maybe that job just wasn’t you

You’re told, keep a positive outlook on life

You’re told, eventually you will breakthrough

Or if that doesn’t work, embrace being a wife.

You decide that your time, efforts and skills

Are better spent tilting at crazy windmills.