Some men are born already great
As though Destiny itself had hands
As much as any Fortune’s birth.
Some men achieve a greatness by
The virtue of their standing strength
As evidence of living worth. Some
Men have greatness thrust upon them,
Weighted by the cloak of obligation –
Rise and fall
So dons projected expectations.
Some men continue on long after death:
Their deeds; their words – a breath –
A pledge of new-born consciousness or
Sharp reminder, timely to the lapsed;
A point of poignant place for the forsaken
And the doubting edge (It isn’t over yet).