waste and wisdom

a poem about choices

     

in measure of possibility, im the richest man alive
the field is mine
to plant,to plow,to prosper
inherent
aint no work needed to aquire

in measure of acheivement ,i can be the richest man alive
or follow the reflection of myself, in those groveling
for undeserved bits
its about what i make of the measure of choice.
and the difference between wisdom and waste