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Don't be Lazy
Don't be lazy, my friend,
For time is precious and will not bend.
Rise up and seize the day,
Make the most of it in every way.
Procrastination is a thief of time,
Don't let it steal what's rightfully thine.
Take action, don't delay,
And you'll achieve success in every way.
Do you enjoy your job?
The Joy of Tapping
I wake before the sun rises,
As the mist clings to the trees,
I set out to the rubber groves,
Where I find my heart at ease.
With tapping knife in hand,
I approach the Hevea trees,
Making gentle incisions,
Collecting latex with ease.
The rhythm of my tapping,
The rustle of leaves and rain,
Is a symphony of nature,
That eases my daily strain.
I breathe in the fresh air,
As I work with steady hands,
Knowing that the rubber I collect,
Will be used in many lands.
I feel a sense of purpose,
As I tend to these trees,
Providing for my family,
And doing what I please.
For I enjoy my job as a rubber tapper,
It brings me peace and joy,
And I’m grateful for this opportunity,
To work with nature and employ.
I was weary and heavy-eyed,
My spirit dull, my heart denied,
The strength to lift me from my bed,
And face the day that lay ahead.
But then I heard a gentle call,
A voice that stirred me from my sprawl,
It whispered of a brighter sky,
And urged me to arise and try.
And so I slowly found my feet,
And stepped outside to feel the heat,
Of a sun that burned away my fear,
And filled my soul with hope and cheer.
For though I’d been weighed down by doubt,
And though my thoughts had been without
The energy to break away,
I found the courage to start today.
And now I stand with head held high,
A fire kindled in my eye,
No longer lost in lethargy,
But filled with a new energy.
For I have risen from my rest,
And put my fears and doubts to rest,
I am alive, and I am strong,
And ready to take on the day’s long.
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