To chase a dream some dare to do,
While others their mediocrities still pursue.
These dream chasers are in the others’ minds,
A group of people of the stranger kind.
One must wonder as this phenomenon is observed,
How is it that they into “strangeness” have swerved?
To have nothing to aim for while growing old,
Does not make one wise or bold.
For reachable goals all should aspire,
And reap the reward before they expire.
A goal sought for, even if missed,
Is a thing that none should ever resist.
So set your sights on a noble end,
And persevere though the road may bend.
Never, ever, a quitter be,
From that temptation repeatedly flee.