Fortunate One

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like had I been born as one of the lucky in life. I question how much different my life would be If I had been born into wealth or high society Would I have learned to take without knowing the cost Would I find it easier to laugh whenever I lost Knowing that somewhere the price would be paid Saying “ I’ve got no worries …I’ve got it made” Other times I wonder what it would be like had I been born lucky with a face people like. To be stared at and admired for something that was given to me the gift of good looks…..the gift of beauty. A price never paid, coming for free and yet something where others looked on.. …in awe of me. But instead here I am no more than a man No more than average scrapping for all I can Nothing Free, Nothing Easy ………because Society smiled…. I had to make my way by walking hard miles working hard so as not to be held back. Yes I wonder sometimes what it would be like …… to. have. been. born. lucky Born into the high social graces Born among the beautiful faces born to never know the taste of work and failure The taste of sweat as it rolled down my face To have been born a child of Favor’s grace