the struggle of mankind
the turmoil of survival
the aspiration of good tidings
should we not hope for a better future?
the late night sleep
the early rise, like the morning bird
dutiful like the ant
should i dare not stand before kings?
the derived joy from painful aches
the sweetness of hunger pangs
the resilience of come what may
our toil is just the beginning of the shining rays
©mol_
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