Category: poem

I bargained with Life for a penny,

And Life would pay no more,

However I begged at evening,

When I counted my scanty store.

For Life is a just employer,

He gives you what you ask

But once you have set the wages,

Why,you must bear the task.

I worked for a menial’s hire,

Only to learn,dismayed,

That any wage I had asked to Life,

Life would have willingly paid.

Lines By NAPOLEON HILL