a sick hard worker

when a busy man gets sick, then he is forced to rest.

he is bored and wants to shake the silence away.

his mind is at work and his work is in his mind.

can he really rest with all those thinking to do?

he surfs the net lying down to say to the wife,

i had bed rest the whole time you were away.

he reads and writes while in bed, conscious

of how he still can produce and make use

of the time he has for rest…can he really rest?

i wonder if bliss it is for the hard working to abhor

rest and never wish for it, for the world indeed

is full of work to do and never ends, perhaps it

even magnets the hard working, but for what?

but man you are sick so rest this moment, stop.

tomorrow, when strong, go and play and jump

be happy with your toil, with your strength.