WORK FILLS THE HOURS,
A CEASELESS GRIND,
YET MONEY SLIPS THROUGH
FINGERS LIKE SAND CONFINED.
IF NONE OF OUR EFFORTS
BEAR FRUIT TODAY,
THE SAGE READS THE SCROLLS,
FINDS WISDOM TO SAY.
WHEN MEETINGS ABOUND
AND TIME DRIPS AWAY,
THEY TRADE ALL THEIR TASKS
FOR CHATTER AT PLAY.
AND LAWS OF THE SANDWICH
OH, WHAT A JEST!
YET NEW RULES ARISE;
THERE'S NO TIME TO REST.
AH! THE SQUARE OF
THE HYPOTENUSE KNOWN,
BY NEWTON ONCE PENNED
AND WIDELY INTONED.
PHYSICS TEACHES US TRUTHS
THAT WE NEED;
WITHOUT THEM AT HAND,
HOW WOULD WE PROCEED?
IN SOCIETY'S FABRIC,
OUR LIVES INTERLACE;
THE LAWS THAT WE FOLLOW
GRANT ORDER AND GRACE.
FOR WORK FILLS OUR DAYS
BUT LEAVES POCKETS SO BARE;
WE CHASE AFTER GOLD
IN A WORLD UNAWARE.
THERE'S ONE CURIOUS LAW
THAT I WISH TO SHARE:
WAIT FOR MISFORTUNE
ITS PRESENCE IS RARE!
ANOTHER SUGGESTS WHEN YOU
SEEK OUT SOME TIME,
TO CATCH UP ON TASKS
THAT HAVE PILED LIKE GRIME.
WITH TIME ON YOUR HANDS
WHAT A MARVELOUS FACT!
YOU'LL FIND WAYS TO FIX
EVERY ERROR OR ACT.
HAND LOUTS THEIR BURDENS
A CLEVER REPRIEVE;
THEY'LL SURELY FIND SHORTCUTS
IF ONLY THEY BELIEVE.
LET'S NOT SPEAK OF QUIRKS
AS MERE JESTERS OF FATE;
SOME TAKE THEM TO HEART
WITH NO THOUGHT TO DEBATE.
IF SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING
AMIDST ALL THIS STRIFE,
IT'S WHERE YOU LEFT TIES
AND YOUR PENCILS FOR LIFE!
WHITE PAINT ON YOUR SHOES
TELLS A TALE OF ITS OWN,
WHILE COATS HANG IN BATHROOMS
AS IF THEY HAD GROWN!
WORK FILLS UP OUR HOURS
WITH BURDENS UNTOLD;
YET WISDOM WILL GUIDE US
THROUGH CHAOS AND COLD.
SO HERE IN THIS DANCE OF
TASKS YET UNDONE,
WE NAVIGATE LIFE
'NEATH AN EVER-BRIGHT SUN.
THOUGH WORK MAY CONSUME
EVERY MOMENT WE SPEND
IT'S IN THESE SHARED STRUGGLES
THAT TRUE LIVES BEGIN.
THOUGH WORK MAY CONSUME
EVERY MOMENT WE SPEND
IT'S IN THESE SHARED STRUGGLES
THAT TRUE LIVES BEGIN.