Predicament of Labourers

Once out of a mother’s womb, Labourers we all are, Till we reach our tomb. We labour for ourselves and others, day and night, For breakfast, lunch and dinner we all fight. Yes, we struggle day and night for our basic rights, And motivate ourselves out of predicament during the flight of life. Respect all fellow labourers, Irrespective of whether they are engineers or farmers. Don’t make it tougher for them to walk further, By burdening them with the sharp words of predicament . All of us are brothers and sisters, United we stand and divided we fall, Together, we must stand tall, And help when we hear each other’s crying call. Let us contribute towards untangling the world From the clutches of predicament, So every labourer works with joy and without resentment, And work becomes a place of excitement and enjoyment.