I chide and complain that I have no shoes to move about with,
Then when I see the cripple, I can imagine what would be on his mind.
I lament about the fact that I wear the same clothes three times a week, the other day, a blind girl passed by me with a smile on her face ,
Then I taught to myself, what about if I couldn’t see the clothes at all.
"My whole house is too small, it’s just a one room apartment", I grumble to my self. Then I ponder what would the homeless people living under the bridges then say.
Last night my mom made me angry, and as I went to my room murmuring to my self, "why is she stressing me?" As I lay on my bed to sleep a thought passed through my head, "what about the motherless with no one to stress?"
Then I slowly realize how foolish I was that no matter what I go through, someone somewhere in the world is in a worst position than me. So I go down on my knees, look up to the sky and say "thank you father, thy child is indeed grateful for everything.
