I forget what I was going through when I wrote this poem, but I do find that it seems to sum up the feelings one gets when you find things come to you way too easily.
What worth is the world to myself
if I have found the wonders of great wealth.
My riches they give not to me
but only restrict and make me not see.
So why have it all and never have none
and think that you've won one more on the shelf.
I have used the phrase "Why have it all— when you can have none". I typically use that phrase to show humbleness. So often we strive to have it all. If we ever have it all we believe that everything is ours for the taking and never consider the consequence of our actions in getting it all. If you have it all do you really have it all— or is there just one more thing that you want?