My conscience says Work apace, apace and apace . Ignore stress and distress, Otherwise that will lead to trails . So it's better to be fret And race with faith. A day will emerge to be the text .
Where there's nothing There's something And where there's something That must be a matter of shining As per an old saying But mind is refusing. I'm thinking and thinking But there's no meaning. Where there's charming There's harm's waiting For serious nudging To create a way of endangering . What to do in this regard Except denoting As a futile setting .