Sonnet: On Greatness

Greatness is not a thing, much like an art; Some man turns great if on it he stumbles; His greatness ceases, if he thinks, he's great; Great is he truly who tho' great, humbles. Greatness is not true greatness, self-proclaimed; Greatness is not what world showers on us; Greatness is neither got by being claimed. Greatness is not achieved by making fuss. Greatness could come if world decides to give; Greatness will stay if God blesses our work; Such greatness, God-destined comes while men live; Greatness can grow even without much luck. Greatness doesn't come to everyone on earth; Some men are made great; some are great by birth.