Signs of Life

In a sandwich shop, a student stands

Slicing bread, with his own two hands,

Study and work, work all day,

Glory has a price, a price we must pay. 

An obese man running in the sun,

In his mind, a battle is won,

Today he lived, tomorrow he is reborn

A mind like his, we must adorn.

 

A new land, full of mystery

A single mother, her past is history,

From dawn till dusk, from dusk till dawn

A fight within her, until fear is gone. 

These here be signs of Life,

Constant struggles and daily strife.

All the toil echoes a deep fire

Is there a greater sight to admire?