When I was a boy,
I worried about pleasing the nuns.
Today their order is gone.
When I was a teen,
I worried about pleasing my peers.
Today I can’t remember but two or three of their names.
When I was at university,
I worried about my career.
Today I am retired, and careerism was a sham.
While I worked in business,
I worried about pleasing my employers.
Today their very companies have disappeared.
All things are full of labor.
The eye is not satisfied with seeing,
The ear with hearing.
Is there anything whereof it may be said,
“See, this is new”?
It hath been already of old time,
Which was before me.