Busy Is Bold

Stepping out on every limb

Just to have it break again

Was it the weight you had gained

From the beast of the burden you ate?

Say something more

Or maybe your nerves saw how high

You had climbed causing your legs

To shake the branch to break

Your one mistake

Misery loves company

And company loves agony

And agony loves misery

Together we fear everything

But no more

Labour is a lover never clever or conceded

Never preaching or pretending to be anything

But busy and busy is bold

And bold is a plank that you must walk