Being a social worker is a great task indeed
As they help the ones in dire need,
The societal problems they all eliminate,
That goes to all, as they don’t discriminate.
Remember them in every bite
As they have protected your every right
Fought for those who are in pain
Even though they have nothing to gain.
They do all the work in the society of now
But they show no pride, and & they always bow
They hide their glory behind a veil
Their work is like that of a fairytale.
Day in & day out they work for our sake
But nobody wonders for what is their ache?
They sit in the shadows, do work of the dirty
As we sit in our houses, free of worry.
A toilet to clean & a soul to cleanse,
Their work shadows all when focused on a lens
They cheer their wounded hike a wonderful surprise
Even though they only get ‘thanks’ as a prize.
They hear the cries of the poor & the weak
Thought their cries get drowned in our world of greed,
They pick them up from the side of the street
& try to get them all they need.
They followed the path said to be right
& pick up those who lost the fight
& gave them their strength to stabilize
The sorrowful past that lies behind.
Their duties are numberless,
Their work is reserved,
They push through the shadows,
To remove al the dirt.
AS one can see their life is really tough,
So what one can do is show them love,
For their work is not of meaningless regard,
Saying all that, I’d like to formally depart.