The target of everyone everywhere,
However they fare,
Something all want always,
Throughout their days.

Something that all want,
Something that all can't,
Something that sets people apart,
Whether they have a good or bad heart.

The crown of life excellence,
For which a person bends,
And toils to achieve,
The failure of which does him reeve.

All admire excellence,
It people to ecstasy sends,
And makes people respect one,
When one's earthly work is done.

Very rare is this indeed,
This virtue to greatness does lead,
And makes one remembered forever,
He will be forgotten never.

Pratheek Praveen Kumar

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