ungrateful

By Usayd

I am blessed with the clothes on my back
Food in my stomach and a family who care
Roof over my head and money to snack
Excellent company so honest and fair
Gadgets, toys and luxuries of modernity
To be ungrateful? It perplexes me. Absurdity.
If I don’t recognise just how lucky I am
How do I expect to remain as I am
Why should He continue to grant favours
When all I do is read through the papers
Motions go by but actions remain the same
Somehow have the audacity to complain
I will be tested, that’s for sure
The results are where I hit the floor.

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