Farm-laborers

Who grows living gold on a land

Who is provider of food for body

Any sunny or gloomy day

Their never stop laboring

Rain and snow write their destiny

Who is deceived by the brokers 

Still they keep filling the stomachs

They care for the mother earth,

The sun burn the body

Sweat flows from body

But they care and love all

We know or not that the truth

They invest their sweat to harvest

They provide our survival needs

They efficient to assist us all

They take the pain to give us pleasure

They have a patient without complain

They persist without domain

They give hope with helplessness

Let's be grateful without exceptions