We Are Great.

Most think, we live to die.
Some persue a creator who'd never tell a lie
Most think only the great fade into history,
and the rest of us are left, as part of a mystery
They do all they can,
to avoid us, a helpful hand
We all want to become great and mighty
so we never take advise so lightly:
Help the dieing, aging, lieing and fading
Because the nonliar, alive but sinless
will see more than we can only wittness
In our history left behind, we all just disinergrate
Yet to Him, in His eyes, we are truly great.