The Toil of Life


Forever has industry, been the soul’s bread
Mountains were moved, for heart’s desires spread
Journeying into unknown, we oft marched ahead
Nations arose, as hunger of enterprise was fed

Lofty minds conquer heights, when ambitions wed
Honest hand breaking soil, not a doubt’s shred
To err is existential, but if abeyant, you’re dead
Mistakes are incumbent, but that’s how the cocoon is shed

Take strife in your stride, prepare to be bled
To rhyme may be harmony, but dissonance is life’s thread
Scratch your knees, break your teeth, overcome that dread
Conquer that dusty road, it’s ever the one less tread

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