It might be easy to say,
But what happens there
Can never be spray
I Wonder how it begin
Is it by day?
When difficulties are sort with pray.
It doesn’t deserve the four letters word,
When some thought it was war
To be fought with sword
And by many people so live the world?
With different experience to define the word.
It’s a place where nothing is called rest
When people struggle to make out their best
And difficulties are sent out as test
Then people do their best
And leave the rest.