Simple Fishermen, by Max Ehrmann

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Simple Fishermen

I am sitting in a beautiful, shady
place on the river bank.
It is four o'clock, a hot afternoon.
I have been attending a
director's meeting.
What pros and cons, sharp
words, ins and outs, ups and
downs of the financial world!
I am worn out. I have come
here to forget and to rest.
Ah, to live here by the river
and be a simple fisherman,
Like the men I see below me
near the shore drawing up
their nets!
How peaceful the river
and the fishermen!

One of the nets seems to be
caught in the river.
They can not draw it up.
Several are trying.
Such swearing!
Such placing of blame back
and forth!
It looks as if there might be a fight.
I will go back to the
director's room.
The directors are gone by now.
Perhaps I can rest there
awhile, before I go home for
the night.
Fishermen and bank directors -
life everywhere is the same.

~Max Ehrmann