Any day is a new day
Filled with hope and hope as seen
I stumbled on a coin to pay
Willed by a trick of flowing stream
A trick like a stream so rich in men

When the lovely days did flow
In you in me I thought as much as knew
This mass percentage of our growth
By some,a daily trick which comes anew
A trick coming anew so rich in men

Though its grace that bears the day
And comes rich in its time so rich in us
This priority is the mass percentage of our faith
Why being so, much explore our earthly lust
This earthly lust of trick is so rich in men

Whether bad or good may seem the day
The topmost priority is our selfish trick
And will we even listen to the Father's grace
Which is the grand fulfilment of our life
Yet this trick of life we play is so rich in men

Earthly mansions we never cease to build
Why?because we no our trick is rich
Which can easily turn us away from a labourer's field
So much is that pride killing us and cheap
And a trick so cheap is so rich in men.

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This poem talks about exploring easier and cheaper ways of dominating a life's course.