Greatness - A Social Game

Any quest for greatness is futile 

For man is to only breathe and toil 

In a few decades, at best a century

Fame’s forgotten, the name’s buried into the soil. 

Awards from men, may significantly, 

Underline the merit or proficiency 

Yet there are those who come later

Erasing your eminence and glory. 

Still, each one of us through our days

Spend each breath looking for ways

To be in that one inspired moment

That catapults us into the world’s gaze. 

The worldly twain- obscurity and fame

Are but two sides of the hunger same

Indulged by humans for their striving

None other life plays this social game.