A father’s life

In the early morning,
I start the race,
Against all the abating,
And obstacles I face.
Forcing by way, battering,
Through many many gates.

Woke up early,
Still, no time to rest,
100 chores waiting,
Each in itself a test.

First, I remember my weight,
To reduce it, let us go to walk,
Even if last night, I slept late,
Then rising son on time,
Thinking about the grocery rates,
In front of the kids, being sublime,
Searching for my daughter’s mate,
Working several hours overtime,
To protect my children’s fate.

Seems like a difficult job,
Years of lifetime, it rob,
Many times, it is not enough
The appreciation you got.

But, I am still happy to do it,
There are perks to this lunacy,
A life having a purpose to it,
Better then a perfect life of fantasy.

When, I see my kids grow,
From small steps to giant leaps,
Watching this my eyes glow,
Better then thousand gold heaps.

So, I stick to fight,
For, I can announce aloud,
In all trials and delight,
They will make me proud.

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The virtue of sacrifices

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Greatest symbol of Sacrifice

God’s greatest gift to mankind
Is our body , soul and mind
Without these gifts even
Our existence will be blind.

So, why not enjoy these gifts
Why not do everything
That make our spirits lifts
Why do we need to care about
Any on this world’s shits.

This feels a great virtue to live by,
Enjoying life full and hard,
Drink, play, dance , don’t be shy,
Why sacrifice anything at all,
Sacrifice are great, feels like a lie.

You may feel like this,
Sacrifices has no bliss,
If you feel so, I am sorry
You are giving
Something great, a miss

True, sacrifices take away
Something you like
A close friend , memorables
Or a desired bike

But, there is a happiness,
Free from many distress,
Leaving something for others
May feel like a bless.

A mother wants a new handbag
So, with her friends, she can brag
But, instead she decided to take,
A cake for her children, she can bake.
Sacrificing her bragging for a cake,
What you feel
Is she more happy, or regret make her shake.

The satisfaction she will feel then,
Cannot be written with a pen.
A little regret for this feeling
Is what we call good dealing.

Everyone wants to enjoy their life
Think what happens,
If everyone do what they like,
Students will never study,
And play all day with their buddy.
Air station personal will sleep at night
Forgetting about sky full of flights.
Your father go to bar, to feel like a guy,
Instead of singing you a lullaby.
Soldiers will leave border to their fate,
As they are missing their mate.

Can you imagine such a world,
It will be like a flying bird,
Heading senselessly
Till it is blasted to shreds.

Sacrifices are the engines of this world,
That keeps it functioning and move it forward
Small and big ,sacrifices made by everyone of us,
Never get unawarded, for the world is are a plus,
In return you get, satisfaction, happiness and god’s own trust