The Race To Greatness

S Shalom Freedman Shalom Freedman
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THE RACE TO GREATNESS I am still in it I am still on my feet I am still going They have not defeated me yet True I am next to nowhere still True there is no sign I will ever get there True there have been many signs That I do not deserve to get there- True the evidence after all the years says I am not worthy- But I have not given up I am still going - Dad I will make it for both of us Somehow still out of nowhere perhaps I will do it- Perhaps I have already done it And it just waits to be discovered- But I won't give up I will keep going Greatness will be mine yet Our justification will be here Dad you will be proud of me I will like a colossus stand above the world- Greatness will be mine yet Even if I know while writing these lines That I will go to my grave a pretentious fool Who could not accept what a small and poor writer he was.

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