Sharing Our Innermost Thoughts

I was reading a Harvard Business Review article, and came across a poem emailed by Steve Jobs ( not written by him for sure) and its so beautiful and has deep meaning to itself.

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I grow little of the food I eat, and of the little I do grow I did not breed or perfect the seeds.

I do not make any of my own clothing.
I speak a language I did not invent or refine.

I did not discover the mathematics I use.
I am protected by freedoms and laws I did not conceive of or legislate, and do not enforce or adjudicate.

I am moved by music I did not create myself.
When I needed medical attention, I was helpless to help myself survive.

I did not invent the transistor, the microprocessor, object oriented programming, or most of the technology I work with.

I love and admire my species, living and dead, and am totally dependent on them for my life and well being.