Ambition

All men to great deeds aspire

For it some men rise from circumstance dire

Ever they seek to rise higher and higher

If one has run far, the other farther

Aye they seek with chisels of wax

To on Time immortal carve a crack

If possible to carve a name

And lend to it glory and fame

In striving so they’ve shed many a tear

Sweated blood, suffered in fears

Broke their back, lost family and friends

Striving always, till the end

And at the end, did they ever know?

Time’s many notches were infamy so

And those who on Time’s wall blazed a name

Cared more of others and less of fame

Copyright © 2017 by Kwek Yi Zhen

Originally from: http://poemsforocassions.blogspot.com/2017/04/ambition.html