Promotion comes to him who sticks <br />Unto his work and never kicks, <br />Who watches neither clock nor sun <br />To tell him when his task is done; <br />Who toils not by a stated chart, <br />Defining to a jot his part, <br />But gladly does a little more <br />Than he's remunerated for. <br />The man, in factory or shop, <br />Who rises quickly to the top, <br />Is he who gives what can't be bought: <br />Intelligent and careful thought. <br /> <br />No one can say just when begins <br />The service that promotion wins, <br />Or when it ends; 'tis not denned <br />By certain hours or any kind <br />Of system that has been devised; <br />Merit cannot be systemized. <br />It is at work when it's at play; <br />It serves each minute of the day; <br />'Tis always at its post, to see <br />New ways of help and use to be. <br />Merit from duty never slinks, <br />Its cardinal virtue is — it thinks! <br /> <br />Promotion comes to him who tries <br />Not solely for a selfish prize, <br />But day by day and year by year <br />Holds his employer's interests dear. <br />Who measures not by what he earns <br />The sum of labor he returns, <br />Nor counts his day of toiling through <br />Till he's done all that he can do. <br />His strength is not of muscle bred, <br />But of the heart and of the head. <br />The man who would the top attain <br />Must demonstrate .he has a brain.<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/promotion-6/
