Mitch Service

I am currently reading Seymour Schulich’s Get Smarter: Life and Business Lessons.
In chapter 32: Money Management and Finance as Careers he posts a quick poem at the end of the chapter.

“Here’s a little poem I would like to dedicate to all the wonderful promoters and stockbrokers I have ever known:

Alas! I’m tied to Wall Street where
They reckon me a millionaire,
And sometimes in a day alone
I gain a fortune o’er the phone.
Yet I to be a man was made,
And here i ply this sorry trade
Of Company manipulation,
Of selling short and stock inflation:
I whom God meant to rope a steer,
Fate made a Wall Street buccaneer.

- Robert Service”

As I read the poem I enjoyed the words and the intent but I was most drawn to this because of the author, Robert Service.
I have a book at home that was given to me when I was small that contains all of Robert Service’s poems. There is a note in the front stating that this famous poet is actually my great great uncle (or a similar relation). I have studied his work for projects (ie. The Cremation of Sam McGee) and enjoy his writing style. I was proud to see this quote in Seymour Schulich’s book.