Dig! Dig! Dig!

“Dig! Dig! Dig!” the master says,

“Dig! Dig! Dig!” while the world revels;

“Dig! Dig! Dig!” this grave right here,

“Dig! Dig! Dig!” ‘til the end’s near;

And all I do is follow orders,

All I do is dig, in fear;

For Digging all day long’s, my bane,

Digging, until I writhe in pain;

When the day dies and the night arrives,

A few hours, there is respite;

And then the morrow, again the sorrow,

“Dig! Dig! Dig!” my miserable heart cries;

Then I pause but a moment, wonder,

Do I pay for a forgotten blunder?

Yes or no, for certain,

I cannot tell;

But this much I know,

This grave I dig, there someday I shall eventually dwell;

-Kartik Shastry