Hard Work

Rare are those who do their best,

And work hard till they take rest,

They neither go east, nor they go west,

Their route is clear, there is no mist,

With patience they endure to build their nest,

They have their passion boiling in their chest,

Man is not born to own, he's only a guest,

We are supposed to do our utmost lest,

We should lose what've done in quest,

For the better world or rather the best.