In the realm of toil and sweat, there stood a man,
With calloused hands and a determined plan,
He worked tirelessly, giving his all,
But life's scales seemed imbalanced, ready to fall.

Day after day, he poured his heart and soul,
Into a job that took its toll,
He gave a hundred percent, his very best,
Yet received in return, a mere fraction, a jest.

His efforts went...