Till I Am Laid To Rest

If our life is predestined and our fate preordained
Why stress and strain, why live a life of drudgery
Oh, why toil in vain, why to the grindstone be chained,
Let's indulge in a life of slothful luxury.



~Contest: Sin of Sloth
~Sponsor: Margarita Lillico.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Fowler Avatar
August 11, 2022 at 10:06 AM
Pondering the answer to this question myself Abdul. Very thought-provoking. Congratulations on your win! Linda
Gasun Avatar
August 5, 2022 at 7:20 AM
Brilliant write my dear friend. Congratulations on your first win! Thanks for sharing. Blessings.
Goldsmith Avatar
August 3, 2022 at 11:32 AM
Congratulations on your win. A creative write. Have a blessed day writing away...................
George Avatar
August 2, 2022 at 11:10 PM
You put upside down all prejudices about sloth ! Really enjoyed your defense of Sloth . Congratulations poet friend on your top win!
Mandani Avatar
August 3, 2022 at 6:36 AM
The more mileage you put on your car, sooner it will wear out and breakdown on the road one day. Better to garage your car, wash it, clean it, take it for a spin once in a while and put it back in the garage -- if you catch my drift! lol.
Roper Avatar
August 2, 2022 at 7:14 PM
Great verse, Abdul, congratulations on your win. Many Blessigs
Mandani Avatar
August 2, 2022 at 9:07 PM
Thanks Eve. Blessings to you too.
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