Ill Result

A boy sincerely, creatively Escaping sleep night Performed a task Difficult to his boss A task given him As was master of A task asking for Sacrifice of his wedding A task which promised his at the pinnacle With others ordering He completed task But media was reported What his boss told The credit went to His boss vanishing his name So ill thought arrived And he demolished His work for humankind Task benefited humans But due to credits The "get done" was ill And rather demolished. BY: Vrushani Thaker