Stop Complaining
People are always complaining it seems
About gas prices, taxes and everything.
Did you every stop to think it through~
Just how good life is for me and you?
Do you have a place to lay your head?
How can you gripe in that king-size bed?
Do you get too hot, or get too cold
In your house that is temperature controlled?
Has your stomach ever been so empty at night
That you would have been glad for just a bite.
How many times last week did you go out to eat?
Think about the hungry when you go to sleep.
Can you still afford to buy what you need?
To you give in to your kids when they plead?
Buying stuff you don’t need to live~
When to a good cause, you could give.
I think we all should just be glad.
That we have all that we have had.
We live our life in a land that is free.
Stop complaining about America to me.
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