The work not lets me go
even though I become slow
I have to resume my flow
no matter however low
and tired I go about.
With the program piling up one by one
not of great importance in the run
I have to fight not with the gun
but get along without any fun
well that has been my life out-and-out.
The small things getting over
while the great things slip lower
the unremarkable flies up to the tower
while the valid goes down the shower
Oh! that has been me without a shout.
The happenings getting distinguished
the distinct get relinquished
while the shadow remains not vanquished
the pertinent disappears and becomes finished
Gosh! that has been the direction about.
Wondering is it the same to all
Do all experience the same call ?
Never did I play with any different ball
as I work my livelihood with a 
Lo! that has been my destiny without a doubt.
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