WORK HARD
Work hard till you break the yoke of suffering
For you to pay your daily tithe and offering
For you to live life beyond your dreams
And have everything you need in reams
Work hard to climb through the edges of the hill
Where you climb harder with tireless hope and will
Where you fear not the steepness nor the slope
You may fall, stand up, don't give in nor mope
Work hard like it is the last work of your life
Morning, day and night, struggle hard and strive
Hard work pays later in the long run of life
Life is full of races and survival of the fittest drive
Work hard to break through the shackles of pangs
Where you no longer feel the hunger in your tummy
Do it all hard till it rings and sounds out like bangs
Where you have home filled with loaf of daily tommy
Work hard till your purse get filled with endless money
Where you no longer taste the sorrow of a sour honey
Work hard till your success paint your name on the sky
Where you no longer jump up hard before you can fly
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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