Greatness

True greatness does not come from the barrel of a gun Or of the medals you have won or of how fast you can run Or of the size of your home or your new car Or of how wealthy and famous a person you are You cannot be great if to the feelings of others you are blind For greatness is only of the compassionate and kind The people who have love in them with others are willing to share They depict what is greatness and their sort are rare They are not great people those who abuse their power Like the weeds of the garden who stifle every flower On their climb to so called greatness they have dragged others down There are many casualties on the hill to renown Your idea of what greatness is quite different to mine As different as whiskey it does taste from wine Your heroes and heroines are not so to me Suppose for to differ we have to agree We all have our role models one must suppose So many admire people with lots of money wearing expensive clothes As for me my heroes and heroines are loving, caring and kind And to help those in need of their helping are readily inclined.