Only A Small Minority

Only a small minority are born to be great And even fame on it has a use by date The body is born to mortality And few names outlive death by a century. Great minds of the Human World to say the least few And the old always have to make way for the new And of those who embrace poverty not one I could name I suppose human life is about wealth and fame. Only a small minority with their lot satisfied And their disappointment with failure many struggle to hide Between failure and success failure none would choose Yet for one for to win so many have to lose. And though sleeping or waking dreams seldom come true The dream of self betterment we all pursue The winner may smile and the winner may grin But not everybody is born to win.