Blacksmith's lesson

Here’s the poetic lesson from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH., which begins melodically, "Under the spreading chestnut tree/ The village smithy stands; "

"Toiling - rejoicing - sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close;
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night’s repose.

Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou has taught!
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought."

Remember too, dear reader, that the job of a bureaucrat is to do NOTHING, thus to accomplish nothing or advance nothing. Only when he/she does something will a bureaucrat lose his or her job. So... do we want government ( the ultimate bureaucracy) to in any way form, become an anvil that shapes our lives? I think not!