Hunch

Echoes from within Stench from without Glory from a distance Shriek at the thought of failure. The need to excel The importance of purpose. The love for stardom and riches Strive to get the goal Nothingness for laziness Wind for plans without implements Zero level if I don't buckle up Grace if I would Love if I knew Sweat workings of plans Prudent use of time Sedulous hands diligent man Workable plight Great trade Discretions will pile up for tomorrow. Idleness, a song Assignments for moments Lest they get into the tune Daily, I'm hunted Running non stop More a routine now But better understanding per second Even greater responsibilities And each time I relax, Still it comes. Age suddenly piled up Rules, fairly changed Reasons yet the same And still this check comes Probing and branded with unrest Screaming at the sight of an excess. Callous at pity Fearless before chance Tugging against complacence Riding wildly at par The crown, the calm Luxury, fulfilment and all They lay there. But still this burden The urge to yank Prompting to become Energy to drive Might to navigate Spirit to hearken to.