Though a successful business thrives
In this way it also dies..
It's like the unwise farmer
Who had eighteen mules
Six goats and twelve bales of hay
He saw that the goats ate much
So he fed them eight bales
He looked to the mules
He saw that they've become weak and slumber
Though they're great in number
He fed them less in anger
So to them only four bales
The mules became even hungrier
From the goats eating their labor
So they broke through the fence
Then ate from it's neighbor
The neighbor grateful for the new mules
Giving them their own place with it's own bale
Leaving the unwise farmer with goats
That eat without labor
With no time to find and train new mules
He must sell the goats
Lose the farm and work for another.
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Author:
John Lee (
Offline) - Published: January 10th, 2024 01:05
- Comment from author about the poem: "It's just the way it works" they say.. until they have to work!
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Comments2
Good write J.
Thank you
About neglecting the mules, see my poem "The donkey's tale" and the analysis by Claude2 (Artificial Intelligence).
https://www.somanragavan.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/11/SRW-357-AnalysisOfMyPoemsByClaude2-Part-63-11-Nov-2023.pdf
https://www.somanragavan.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/03 /SRW-261-PoemTheDonkeysTale-3March2023.pdf
Soman Ragavan.
10 January 2024.
I definitely will, thank you
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