Steady Aim Poem by Mahfooz Ali

I think that I am blessed with greatness
Because thoughts of greatness are in my head
It never occurred to me that the thoughts are dead
So I always does a thing.

I seek and works toward greatness
forging dead thoughts perfectly
Greatness for me will not be,
will be, will not be? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Since I always does a thing.

I selected the toughest way
By shrugging off ill-advised steps
My elusive goals will be filled
By a life of dreams with skills
I begin again with a steady aim..............