twenty four seven on sun
while eye so dim like rays
morning so cold full with winter
even breakfast sometimes untold
assignment from one session
what are half day rest

youthful age so heavy
old age so calming
but death await and fear rose
I wish I would return
from a colonial post

what thou shalt comfort thee
if not curse upon the first day
either to work with compassion
and supplication to feed family
with his own sweat
© The poem boy, BARRISTER J MONEY