A Chain supported a bridge
Which helped many cross a river
Each link held firmly the next
Between mountain side and timber.
One day a link began to think,
"What is most good and pure?
The sun is good, the air is good
But the river´s an evil allure."
"If I am to stay out of the river
I need to upward strive.
Thus I will cling to the link above
and avoid a downward dive."
"But those links below are foolish.
They´re always pulling down.
Don´t they know what they are
So they wish everyone to drown?"
"I´ll separate from their folly.
They can go where they wish to go.
I won´t let them spoil my life
And drag me down below."
So the link undid his hold
On the links below.
The link felt sudden relief
When he finally let them go.
But the link was no longer round.
He was a broken thing,
And the wind soon blew him off
From the link to which he would
There´s a moral to this fable
My friends, we all must learn:
To be lifted by those above
We must lift those below in turn.