Greatness

People talk, people stare,
that doesn't leave me to wallow in sorrow.
no excuse to let down a tear,
when there's a greater future in my tomorrow.

With grace,
I have been elevated.
to be showered with love and hear their praises,
I can't help but feel delighted.

For the, I was ridiculed with bluntness,
By people who wanted to bring me down.
Gathering to see my greatness,
after making me fee like
I could never reach the crown.

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