Success' Folly
Captured by titles
Frozen by roles
They feel so entitled
By what they behold
Measured by achievements
Restricted by deeds
Looks towards the external
So they can succeed
Goals are important
On the physical plane
So is one's spirit
It has much to gain
Although what matters
It's looked on with scorn
We regard outer treasures
As our only norm
To have, is important
But so is to feel
The tangible things
Are isn't what's real
he goal of success is not only material
The shell's an illusion
The soul is ethereal
So don't become sidetracked
By temporal things
Direct your attention
To what the soul brings
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