How caring you are and how faithful and loyal
Oh, I forgot, and how hardworking and primal
The best staff of the year and award topples awards
More time for the job and less time to yourself and less life
And without you, the business door closes for life
And your room, your home go ajar and your life too
And kids wonder and feel you are a father Christmas
As upon the cocks' crow off you go and remained unpresent until the day
dies down
And staggering relationships one after another give up the ghost
Yet, the best staff of the year award dangles on your walls
And when the body gives a warning demanding attention
And you needing rest gains optimism of self deceit saying it's an act of
slothfulness
Allas! The blair of sirens upon your collapse
And after a six feet journey of yours never to return
The business doors aren't still closed in turn
And a quick replacement with a soul that knows better continues the game
You were dispensable but foolishly didn't know it
In the next life when you return
You'll give your best and not your all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It’s nice sha