Sabbath

Pallid skin,
Weak at the knees,
Someone's got the water,
Someone's gonna bring home the bacon,
All I gotta do is put my hand to the plow a little longer,
Then, when I finally have all I can enjoy, I'll take an early retirement.

Long days,
Twelve hours sometimes,
Carrying on and on about needing to advance,
Never worrying about how much we're worrying about things,
Always trying harder and harder to do the things that need to be done,
Before it's too late and our home is repossessed and our kids hate us and life sucks.

Six days, rest; six harvests, rest; 49 years, jubilee.

Intelligent design, isn't it?