Small Problems


A life without struggle is simply nonexistent.
One moment is all it requires to shift in an instant.
Some have to do more than others to simply get by,
and others are left constantly wondering why.
The world is filled with bad things they say,
but the act of doing nothing is what makes it okay.
The entitled people of this world will not be prepared.
No! They will be the ones feeling worn and scared.
They are not accustomed to the reality of this life.
Stings of their shock equivalent to that of a knife.
Everything is fine as long as it doesn't affect them,
and pride is one of the seven deadly sins.
I am worn and I my body is well-spent.
But I pray for the people and this government.

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem