Blessed are the ones who toil and sweat,
Whose tireless efforts never let
Us forget the fruits of their labor,
The foundation of our world, their endeavor.
From the builders who raise our homes,
To the road workers who pave the stones,
Their hands have built the world we see,
And for that, we owe them a debt of glee.
The farmers who sow the seeds of life,
Whose fields bear the fruits that end our strife,
Their hard work puts food on our plate,
A nourishing bounty, their soulmate.
The mill workers who work the machines,
Whose labor creates the luxuries we glean,
Their dedication fuels our desire,
Their sweat and tears, our comfort’s entire.
The soldiers who guard our land,
Whose valor we cannot understand,
They stand firm in adverse weather,
Our protectors, forever and ever.
The teachers who shape our youth,
Whose lessons are the essence of truth,
Their guidance helps us reach for the sky,
Their wisdom, the wind beneath our wings to fly.
And to those who dream and aspire,
Whose passion sets their soul on fire,
May they rise above their limitations,
And achieve greatness in all their creations.
So, let us bow our heads and pray,
For these blessed souls, day by day,
Whose hard work, dedication, and zeal,
Are the foundation of our world’s ideal.
Guchi.
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