The Price of Life
I bargained with life for a penny,
But life would pay no more.
However I begged at evening,
When I counted my scanty store.
For life is just a loan.
It will give you whatever you ask.
But, once you set the wages,
Then you must bear the task.
I lived for a menial’s hire,
Only to learn, dismayed,
That any wage I had asked of life,
Ife would have willingly paid.
Courtesy of BoftheBang
Written in my early teens and – I’m sorry – but I don’t have a clue what it means – that’s what I call – good poetry – make your own mind up.
My best guess –
life isn’t a loan – 0r any sort of financial arrangement – you get it for free – and whatever you get out of it, is entirely up to your efforts.
I was probably only 13 !