Trading Places
There are millions of people
trying hard to survive,
from disasters and illness
needing help to stay alive.
Yet here we are complaining
when someone hurts our pride,
and broken hearted lovers
contemplating suicide.
Some people abuse young children
not caring what damage they do,
and the seriousness only hits home
when it's somebody close to you.
Take a look inside a hospital
see the people in dispair,
wanting to live their normal life
but needing our loving care.
It seems our personal problems
have come to make us blind,
but trading places with one of them
would quickly change your mind.
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