I AM REAL ESTATE

I am the basis of all wealth, the heritage of the wise, the thrifty and the prudent. I am the poor man’s joy and comfort, the rich man’s prize, the right hand of capital, the silent partner of many thousands of successful men. I am the solace of the widow, the comfort of old age, the cornerstone of security against misfortune and want. I am handed down to children, through generations as a thing of great worth. I am the choicest fruit of toil.

Credit respects me. Yet I am humble. I stand before every man bidding him know me for what I am, and possess me. I grow and increase in value through countless days. Though I seem dormant, my worth increases never failing, never ceasing: time is my aid and population heaps up my gain. Fire and the elements I defy, for they cannot destroy me. My possessors learn to believe in me; Invariably they become envied. While all things wither and decay I survive.

The centuries find me younger, increasing in my strength. The thriftless speak ill of me. The Charlatans of finance attack me. I am Trustworthy. I am sound. Unfailing, I triumph and detractors are disapproved: Mineral and Oil come from me. I am the producer of food, the basis of ships and factories, the foundation of banks. Yet I am so common that thousands unthinking and unknowing, pass me by.

 

I AM REAL ESTATE

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