I touched face
And sought bless
To the kind almighty
And got ready
Another fresh breath
With mouth and teeth
I had only one concern
"Work hard to make the nice turn"
Millions of soul
Make call
For prosperity
With sincere prayer to an almighty
Not all people dream
But toil hard under hot beam
Sweat for reward
And make return homeward
Almost same routine
With feelings divine
Thanking God for making it heaven
As life remains happily driven
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I touched face And sought bless