The Laborers Point of View

Tik-tok! Tik-tok! the sound of clock
wrapped on my wrist ticking,
Ding-dong! Ding-dong! the sound of bell
like choir on church singing;
It's time to eat, it's time for lunch
have break, take a napping.

It's 1 o'clock in afternoon,
must finish what I did,
so that when the day is ending,
no left overs to hid;
Do it to make a good future,
just don't do what's forbid.

To last in job must be patient
for you not to be kick,
Open up your deep horizon,
and put smile on your cheek;
Don't be lazy in front of lord
or else you won't be Pick!

Our Life is full of tough choices,
think before you decide
coz what is done you can't undo,
better for you to ride;
But still you need to be careful,
unclear future still hide.

Beneath the sadness of the sky,
are a working people;
Busy as ants on the cold ground
living their life trifle,
for if they stop for a minute?
the work will be double.

The dark cloud poured a heavy rain
outside this building,
And people outside starts to run
like rats on street running;
Tik! Tik! Tik! the sound of raindrop
on the roof top laughing.

When someone is controlling you
like genie on the lamp,
You can't be a snowy swan,
dancing on the clear swamp,
For your actions are limited;
Do the work or be dump!

We are doing this constantly
from Monday to Friday;
Every sweat counts for a worker
even if holiday,
For flowers bloom with sun and rain,
that's what it is, they say.