Letter - 'The Builder's Creed'Author unknown, but a poem that was used by Arnold Paulson, my brother, a motivational speaker, when he closed his seminars.
To the editor:
Author unknown, but a poem that was used by Arnold Paulson, my brother, a motivational speaker, when he closed his seminars. He was a lobbyist in Washington for the agro-business.
The Builder’s Creed
I saw them tearing a building down
A gang of men in a busy town.
With a yo, heave ho! and a lusty yell
They swung a beam and side wall fell
I asked the foreman, “Are these men skilled?
Skilled as the men if they were hired to build?”
He laughed and said, “Oh, no indeed!
Common labor is all I need.
I can easily wreck in a day or two,
What builders have taken years to do!”
So I asked myself as I walked away
“Which of these roles have I tried to play?
Am I a builder who works with care,
Who measures life with a rule and square?
Or am I a wrecker who walks the town
Content with the labor of tearing down?”