Collapse is a part
Of nothing that can go away
But must be kept until completed
Unless the load weighs low
And hundreds fail to fill it
Its job a waste, a crime
To steal unwanted time
For sure is the sacrifice
Of unimportant, unbargained-for success
Unmatched in its revered way of haste
Which sharpens the axe of superiority
Progress is what drives
Forces us beyond our will
To learn, to teach
To try and leave our faults behind
Denial of our fears
Takes us home to rest
With strength we pass the test
And move up
The ladder of trial and error
The ladder of trial and error
The ladder of trial and error
The ladder of trial and error...