We are driven!
With a love for exhaustion.
Those given a work ethic at birth.
With no other option known...
But to produce until it is felt,
An obligation has merit.
And a commitment is shown.
Although it is a given,
What is done is sincere.
But to skate on thin ice...
Should not be endeared.
A mental and physical breakdown,
Should be feared.
But we are driven!
And that which is sacrificed is made clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem