Leave it at it
For there can’t be sun and no heat
Even to breathe is an act
Nothing is free, not on earth
The bird that refuse to swing it wings
Is ready to fall off the heights
The soldier that opt for leisure at war
Will lose his life, and his name off the wall
Life is a toil, but
While you dance to its beat
Don’t forget to breathe
Remember you exist to exit
For to play is work
Even when work is play
The glands won’t hide the sweats
So always, embrace life’s sweets
For life is toil
Its all work, while above the soil!