Passion Poem by Nash Thomas

I see a man,
A man of silence,
A man of passion,
A passion to do his duty,
Do his duty calmly,
He owns a workshop,
A car workshop,
In the heart of the city,
To do his duty calmly,
I see old and damaged cars,
His creative hands make them stars,
He is under charging his work,
His thinking may be yogic one,
He gets passion from the work,
He is doing his job as like a hobby,
Really, his work is nice,
Very nice to see,
He earns only daily means,
Can't think to earn anything more,
More to keep his shop nicely,
He can regain lost soul,
Lost soul of beauty,
By his silent work.
He is over sixty,
But he is so thirsty,
Thirsty to do his duty,
Do his duty calmly,
I really admire him,
I like to thank God to see such man,
In the midst of morbid business practices,
I like to take a short film on seeing him,
I think you like to see how he do wonders,
If you like, please vote me,
I like to show his wonders to the rest,
To reward him properly,
For his passion for Work,
And his passion for duty,
He is really a Karma Yogi,
Neglected by benefiting one,
As he is serving the riches,
They will try to make use him,
By nice words and nice smile,
He needs to reward more than that-
He is a man of silence,
He does his duty in silence.