I Was Not Born…

I was not born to greatness,
It was not thrust on me,
But I’ll achieve what I’ll achieve
What e’er the future be.

My love is not for losing,
My gain is not for loss;
For my own highest choosing
I choose no spirit boss.

My pen will be my hero,
Each page will serve me well;
In lyric song I will be strong
To living triumphs tell.

Send word to all the nations
That fear not I their might;
The gold of my creations
Shines brightly through their night.

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