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God's Work

They rise to get to the fields when the restive
Lie cuddled in peaceful arches
Their business is arduous labor, long hours,
Toils uncounted in scorching fields
Mostly uncertain fortunes pave way for
God's work, like nature, failing on absolutes

Some are more fortuitous, matters of opportunity takes the better of options
More profit ushers with associations
Fate beckons with silver linings, the tunnel
Loosely lighted, invitingly at the entrance
Looks almost like the paradise for the moment
God's work waits

Failed State is where God's work mounts
Less privileged, harmed by deceit, cowered by Power and the might of access of all kinds
Is where this will forbear
Not hope, nor promised land of bountiful bliss
It is in simple work, that makes ends meet
God resides, dies to live another hour

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