By Geetanjali Jasrotia
I have a nice car,
Still want the fancy one…
But I’ve got debts to pay,
And a house to run…
So better sense prevailed,
I took a step back…
To analyze and wonder,
What do I really lack?
Is it the stuff I need…?
Or just my endless greed…?
Has life for me been tough…?
Or can I just not get enough…?
Or maybe the reason is something,
So silly, yet so true…
That I want certain things,
Because others have them too…
These thoughts are what drive us,
Drive us to despair…
How can we ever be happy?
When all we do is compare…?
As life passes slowly,
The real picture is revealed…
Miseries and all the sadness,
Those fake smiles had concealed…
That neighbor of yours who owns
That cool and swanky car…
Is battling a rare disease,
With no cure so far…
That rich lady upstairs,
Who never seems upset…
Has just recently placed,
Her little one in a casket…
The realities are harsh,
But need to be told…
So count your blessings, people,
Let your wishes be on hold…
Because the sun shone upon you,
But not on everyone…
And if you keep wanting more,
You won’t ever be done…
The choice is yours to make,
Your peace of mind at stake…
Be a ripple or be a wave,
But
Don’t be a slave…
To those ‘wants’ that you crave!