An Activity Poem by akram saqib

A man does a lot of chores
Performs many tasks
On holidays relaxes he and basks
Working days allow not him
To stop for a while or to lay
Busy like bees he is to astray
Unable to stop or pause
To think about a cause
His own entity is his clause
Can not hear the thing
Like bell that ring
Do not ponder and cogitate
Humane emotions irritate
Neurotic and paralyzed
With money acclimatized
Engrossed in his self
Making merry like Elf
Engrossed in thyself is your brain
Prithee see the sufferings of the man
Adopt an activity to see around
Not flying but on the ground
An activity very petite
To serve the appetite
Of a starving man around
With poverty that rebound
Pile up bit by bit
So surely wins your writ