When all is dark and troubles are galore,
When life is like a torture in prison;
Being on the brink, when you cannot take more,
When for your travails you see no reason;
When you led a proper and pious life
But for this you were never rewarded;
When you did take care of the kids and wife
But you were always blamed and discarded;
Then do you blame them or the Creator?
Do you then develop a temper ill?
Don’t ever be the creation’s hater.
There’s plenty in life to be thankful still.
With half an empty glass why feel awful?
Thank Him your glass is as much as half-full.
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