Ode to Laziness

1
O Laziness, thy name is indolence!
This tuneless number in thy praise
Will amplify thy significance.
A fleeting minute in thy embrace
Is like manna in
A sordid place.
Thy abode is tranquil
With anxiety and melancholy wrung,
Yet parables of saints
Have blamed thou for life unsung!

2
Thou hath ruled kingdoms
Rendering their proprietors languid;
Thus preventing wars for freedom
Of territories, denizens cling with.
Chrysler, Ford, Newton,
Bell and Edison,
Were slaves to chronic laziness,
And inadvertently the reason
For mankind's well-being, happiness
And freedom.

3
If slow and steady wins the race,
Then why get pulled a hamstring,
Winning a rat race;
And still be written off as 'A rat with a limp'?!
O Laziness,
Goddess!
Thou art in my remembrance dear,
Hath navigated mankind through rough weather,
Sound and clear!
Necessity is the mother of invention,
And invention is thy grandson.
Bless humanity with judgement and reason
And pray thy will be done!