Work

Last night, a thought came to my mind,
Why work, all I do has to be left behind,
After all, at the end of the game,
The king and the pawn go back to the same box.

Today, the inner voice replied, the tone, stern yet kind,
Telling me, it's the time to toil hard and grind,
"The excuse you have given, is blind and lame,
Now is the time to have eyes of an eagle and ears of a fox,
For this isn't the end; it's the time of the game,
This is where the pawn sucks and the king rocks.. "



PS: The quote
"at the end of the game, the king and the pawn go back to the same box." doesn't belong to me. I read it somewhere..