The rain is never enough for the lazy man
To produce a sufficient harvest,
He blames Providence for lack of food;
The lazy man is never blessed
For he thinks Nature is fighting him.
The lazy man will never dream
Nor build any castles in the air,
As he deems heavens sorely unfair!
A poem that got me started thinking! Very profound and thought-provoking,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great piece of art. Your write while they talk, and while they talk you dream.