To what reason do we really hussle
Toiling daily like ox on a farm!
Is it to our unsatisfied nature as humans, or simply because its a tend?!
And who do we blame for this kind of being,
The eyes that see the *Gold*, or the hands that will to touch
Perhaps its the mind!, for refusing to be contented.
Constantly developing new ideas which ofcourse, are later desires to the body
The body?!?
Another intresting field to explore
Demanding all sorts of stuff, from cloths- and classy they must be,
To food- daily by the way, and then shelther. This being man's most comfort
But wait!, " isn't the body the 'Ego' of a man"?
The sole reason to his stature?!
Well then, do we toil this hard just to appraise our ego!? - a waste of energy i say.
