No Love For Lazy Man

*NO LOVE FOR LAZY MAN* If no food for lazy man Should he still be loved The night covers his nakedness But daybreak is his worst enemy The sun is never good on his skin The rain makes him shiver He's got a tender palms not good for hoes The work skipped by his hands Right in his heart he makes up for He may not lift a stone with his fingers But his heart moves stretch of mountains Good things of the world he desires Names of oldies and newbies found on his tongue tip He speaks in fables of wealth Wealth that holds no sweat He plans on spending fortune he's never earned A palace he is going to build He wants maids for his queen which he has not wooed He speaks of love like a moon tales The riches brought by the desert whirlwinds He speaks of a castle to build Though he's yet a land owner Choices and traits of his woman He brags about a lot Women he wants to love I guess with mere words of his mouth The teens are leaving in numbers Our friend is yet to choose The virgins are opening the seal and shedding the pure blood Our friend still dreams of his wishes No love for lazy man someone please tell our friend You cast no grains nor plant any seed You set no trap nor cast a fish net You sell no tuber nor plough the land The rain is gone no basket is filled with fruits The merchant are here No exchange have you made The grayhair have doubled The youths seem to bow for you When the kids call you father You know you made no zygote The sunrise is about to set Another season gone with no harvest Still the same stainless palm If no food for lazy man Just you know, no love for lazy man *Conceptual FM ???*