Life Isn'T Fair

Many of us envy 'accidents of birth'
    Yet they may not live up to 
  what we think they are worth

  I know a young suburban man
    Good looking with a gorgeous tan
  He lives with the apes, like Tarzan...

  Then there's the daughter of the mayor
    who lets every loser in town lay her
  She lucky no one's tried to slay her...

  Of course, there's the son of the minister
    who tortures little kids, he's so sinister
  No blood in his veins, just vinegar...

  For folks like these, life isn't fair
    Without a challenge
  They lead lives of despair
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rodrigues Avatar
March 16, 2023 at 8:28 AM
Quite the cast of wickedness…
Lawless Avatar
March 16, 2023 at 5:18 AM
for some people the challenge is ...LIFE
George Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 11:42 PM
Though we hail each birth, eventually some turn to be monsters bringing shame and sadness on others. Some wallow in dirt and murk and lose all zest for living. "No blood in his veins, just vinegar"... So true with some. :( Thus many births prove that life isn't fair ! Profound thoughts, dear Gershon
Chuuk Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 9:16 PM
Sad, and I do agree with Seeker too. Live and learn. Although the minister, I can do without. Great write, Sunny.
Seeker Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 8:54 PM
Indeed, overcoming adversity, we live, learn and grow. That’s the key purpose of earth life duality
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