It's Not the Worste

If things were so hard, I wouldn't be here.

If things weren't so hard they'd come at an
ease. 

You'd stand up with pride without yelling please. 

You'd sit at the table with food on your plate. 

and not on the streets with nothing but fate. 

So next time you think your life's is to burste, 
stand up and say someone else has it worse.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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