Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all,-
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in halls for pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
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Hey guys!!!
I don't think you all need a discription for this 😉
I just tried to describe the partiality of this world
Tell me what do you understand by this!
What comes in your mind after reading this!?
And...
Do you think this World where we live is really unfair...
