Working on the poem

So,

The second stanza of the poem in my last blog has bugged me for a couple days. Lets try this version:

One builds it up
One tears it down
One more does nothing
Just one gains renown.

Not that fame is what we're after, but lets face it. When you get stuff done people notice. That applies to just about every endeavor.

My headstone won't say, "I wish I had spent more time at the office." But I hope my obituary reads: "He was a hard worker (not a hardly worker.)"