Friday, August 2, 2013

Work for your keep

Life's great illusion
is a man born free
To live. He must give all
Everything he can be

It's a wonder then,
if this be true
How men see entitlements
when nothing's due

But the truth has been twisted
Conniving man's evil design
Causing voices to cry
"Give me what's mine"

Live by the sweat of your brow
and soon you'll see
Without honest, hard work
Nothing can be

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