We have to know where our place is,

Where we belong,

What our business is,

And is not,

Who our kind of people are,

And are not.

We have to work our side of the street,

And trust the others to work theirs.

We have to know where the line lies,

And honor the line.

Because, when we blur the line,

Or erase it—

To earn the favor of those who won’t like us if we don’t,

Or to exploit our position,

And gain some advantage—

We lose the way,

And wander in a wasteland of our own making.

We have to know what our work is,

And do it—

Knowing that it may not be what we do to pay the bills,

But, it’s what we pay the bills to do.

Everything flows from knowing what our work is,

And doing it.

Everything stops flowing

When we neglect our work

In favor of some other consideration,

And blur the lines,

Or erase them.

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