A Poem.

You are given a paper,

When you are born,

You start your life.

You are given a paper,

When you graduate,

You compete for your lifetime.

You are given a paper,

When you are married,

You fumble for your life.

You are given a paper,

When you become a leader,

You struggle for your lifetime.

You are given a paper,

When you are paid,

You work hard for your lifetime.

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Comments (7)
  • Jose Monaca on Mar 31, 2009

    That’s true.!

  • Peter Cimino on Mar 31, 2009

    Huh…I never thought of it that way.

  • mannyrich on Apr 1, 2009

    great write..

  • ShaFar on Apr 1, 2009

    Very truthful, as the paper is also given to someone else when we depart this world. This was a great poem.

  • Mary Patricia Bird on Apr 4, 2009

    So very true!

  • S A JOHNSON on Apr 8, 2009

    I know right? It seems you can never really run away from paperwork.

  • Kimberly Moore on Apr 14, 2009

    Great Poem A new idea that broadens the mind!:)

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