Poem

I found this poem the other day and I wanted to share. 

Leaning and Lifting
There are two kinds of people on earth today,
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say
Not the saint and the sinner, for 'tis well understood
The good are half bad and the bad are half good
Not the rich and the poor, for to count a man's wealth
You must first know the state of his conscience and health
Not the humble and proud, for in life's little spin
Who puts on vain airs is not counted a man;
Not the happy and sad, for the swift-flying years
Bring each man his laughter and each man his tears
No! Two kinds of people on earth I mean
Are the people who lift and the people who lean
Wherever you go you will find the world's masses
Are always divided in just these two classes;
And oddly enough you will find too, I ween,
There is only one lifter to twenty who lean,
In which class are you?  Are you easing the load
Of overtaxed lifters who toil down the road?
Or, are you a leaner who lets others bear
Your portion of labor and worry and care?

Ella Wheeler Wilcox