Analysis of Never Expect Returns

Never Expect Returns

I struggled through years together
To nurture this nursery,
As an ill luck, grown up flowers
Taking me for their adversary

Same unfortunate hands
Raised an apiary,
However, well set honeybees' stings, on me
Cause of my grave worry

With sincere heart
I reared an aviary,
But callous birds put me in the cage
I'm suffering from slavery

To my dismay
My hard work didn't pay,
Nicely fed flowers, bees and birds
Cut my soul deep, by thankless swords

Go on sowing seeds in turns
Never expect returns
Even a small worm turns
And causes wounds and burns