Being problematic

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Thinking about all the hassles in my life,

I wondered if my life is more complicated, than what you spend with your wife

. *Why was I blessed with such a fate* was my question to God,

What sins did I commit that I have to bear so much, Oh lord. H

eart down, I stood up, Pouring coffee in my cup.

After blowing the broth, I took a sip,

Again wondering, why these hardships.

Sometime later, I heard an inner voice whispering to me,

Other people have innumerable issues to deal with,

you aren’t the only one living life.

Across this alluding bridge of struggles,

Did you ever try to figure out how hard they strove to maintain their balance.

Do you even know, that at this moment, across this large world,

There may be a student would have decided to commit suicide,

While a diabetic patient would have already died.

A lady would be compelled to abort her girl child.

Corruption would not allow a rape case to be filed.

A helpless wife would be beaten by her drunken husband each night,

She chose to end her own life as she was left with no other ways of flight.

A poor guy who has lost his job, would be trying so hard not to sob

If all these people, and others of their kind, will sit and blame their fate,

Tell me how will their problems then abate?

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