Work The Best Remedy

People think those who are sitting are fine and the best
The are erring here with their respective thought
Because, those who won't work
They invite many illness to work
Always in a restless way
Complaining to every thing and every one in every way


The illness starts from their mind
They pollute their thought
They oft for the wrong method of life
They are always right in their life
They want to dominate all every time
But, gradually due to their crime
They are ruthlessly dominated by evil time
Then they ask, What wrong I had done?
I was always correct, what I had done.

The thing is too poor some
It is certainly unfair
Unfair really in every spare
But, cunningly they excuse
Their wrongs in the judicious pattern
What they thing, the God is blind
No, deeds are reward sooner or later
They are awarded better
If delayed, then with interest
Compound in measure
But, sure in treasure

Hence, a noble person is that
Who never over acts
Have a simple notion
Have a simple devotion
To work unbiased
To work loyal
To love and let be loved.