“I do my work”. He who in faith can say
That simple phrase, is set upon the way
To bend the will of Fortune to his will.
The world makes place for him whose strength and skill
Rebel at doubt and rankle at delay.
The visions that hold true, the dreams that stay
Are wrought by those who labor, come what may.
Their slogan–be their fortune good or ill–
“I do my work”.
Kingdoms may fall and empires lose their sway,
But on their wreck and out of their decay
The toiler shall erect new wonders still,
Urged by an impulse time nor fate can kill,
With this his only vaunt from day to day–
“I do my work”.
