yes, you have the right, my friend
to feel left out, sad, vapid
your angst is just and valid
so is your unspeakable pain
yet if you look at the world
where there are these survivors
whose actions louder than words
they’re the heroes, the victors
seldom to sense freedom
never to taste the fruits of their labors
countless men, women, children
their sufferings without ends
who survive the poetic sunshine,
refreshingly rejuvenating rain
no shelter to share
if you think your life’s unfair
look around and think again
