On a highway, however fast you drive,
There are still vehicles ahead of you.
In a pathway, however low you live,
There are still people poor down below.
Drop competition and enjoy the life.
21.05.2014
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Your poem inspired this thought. A very rich man and a very poor man lived together in the woods for one year. After one year, the rich man was very poor and the poor man very rich. When they returned to their former lives they both enjoyed the same wealth.