Greatest Glory Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-im at the greatest glory,
N-ot at the fading fame;
N-or at the false fortune,
E-ye the prize you shall claim.
T-hink of the greatest glory,
T-ill the end of days;
E-ither faith or conviction can help you finish the race.

V-iew the greatest glory,
I-nstead of turning a blind eye;
L-et your focus be on heaven,
L-et your sight be on the sky.
E-verything on earth shall perish,
N-ever put them in your memory;
O-ctober twenty-eighth Saturday, remember the greatest glory.