We all live in a world where success is a measure of man
More money, cars, and vacation homes, seem to be the greatest plan
To win is all that matters, no one wants second place
To be looked upon as an abject fool and go home in disdain and disgrace.
Just be the best, the top of the class, the grades to make teachers beam
Forget all else, and always ignore, that there is no “I” in team
Be the cutest, the strongest, most popular, and a star;
To have the most Facebook friends not caring who they are.
To have the perfect wedding, the ring, the flowers, the bride,
And the portfolio of the photographs to show all others with pride
But something happens to our successful man, a stumble along the way,
A mistake, a foul, and errant pass, puts the path in disarray.
I realized, soon, in the world of truth, the way it will always be
Life that is lived, the destiny that I follow is good enough for me.
Yes, I praise the winner, enjoy success, and accept those who disagree
But I love my life, my lot in life, and believe OK is good enough for me.
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