The Tunnel Digger.

He carries a little candle light He carries a pick ax in hand Commencing his work in early morning The man who digs the tunnels in estates To farms, homes, or convenient places His service highly requiring to people His care of duty trustworthy He seeks the water storage of earth Where it kept in such distance Often plays hide and seek in depths The earth he carries in small baskets Outside world do not see his work The tunnel digger having a hard work The tunnel digger having a sixty sense To find out the earth's mystery Requests to be kind enough to show mercy The earth hears the plight of the man And leads to her breasts for breast milk As if a mother loves her own children Otherwise his wages will be dwindled The pick ax will be getting idle He learned the lessons from his father Who told him to trust the earth Which gives enough to human beings Which provides enough to the world But have a doubtful eye on humans itself When things are finished they bargains To pay the meager wages in time often