Fragments of an Idled Person

Just lie around, don’t come back

Great things might reach, flounder.

Out of what’s in store, be efficient

For what used to be indolent, stand up.



So reluctant, please don’t give up,

Show things that might hold them up, be brave

Expatriate them from their natives, second thoughts

For we believe they can, I know they will.



One mind stands out, please hold back

For sooner or later, the outcome might persist;

The notion would take effect, certain it is

Believe and endear Him, please you should be.



Crave for what they had been, so do I

Sympathize his discoloration, how great he is

For he still lay around for a couple of feuds to come

Now that he is there, waiting for the drawbacks to flood.



His rubbish could unshackle him, I do hope

For the things they’d been through, strive

Would stand up at last, though hopes and dreams – he will

Holding his staunch of faith, I’m certain he would succeed.