The Price Of Success Poem by Thomas Golding

Physician man of airs and grace
How does your mind keep to its parts
Your wife has left you for a lover
Your car threw a piston through the case
Your daughter claims you do not love her
Your son prefers to study girls
And still the patients mill about you
Take the time at last to raise
Another car to take you from it all
Consign the rest for now to hell.

Remember as your life ascended
How eagerly you worked and hoped
A practice and a family pattern
Ambition left so many things untended
Until there was no time at all
Except to sleep a change of clothing
And give a polished word of cheer
As you raced off to another call
Was it worth it? ¬
Was it worth it?
Ask the fence posts as they pass.