Hard Work Poem by Bidyarnab Das

Why does the mind wander so much, it keeps saying the same thing every day?
The destination will be reached, the roads will also be cut, let's take rest today, from tomorrow onwards we will definitely reach the destination, we will memorize every page of the book of hard work,
Sometimes a question comes to mind, is laziness a compulsion, or is it necessary to show the depth of suffering?
At present. So I am looking at the destination, sitting from the same place, and I am thinking in my mind, which day will this arrow of hard work come out of the bow, till then I will not be released from this world, I don't know when it will come out, With bow and arrow,