You Are Blessed (Poem)

If you think you aren’t blessed,
Think of the person who knows he will die soon,
Leaving his place his relatives and his success,
Whose life is like a dark tunnel
Which he knows will end soon.
Think of his feelings, his heart, and his dying mind

If you think you aren't blessed,
Think of the girl who on gaining consciousness
Discovered that she has no parents.
Think of her emotions when this reality dawned on her
That she’ll have to spend her entire life under a naked sky,
Without any father's support, without any mother’s affection.

If you think you aren't blessed,
Think of the guy who lost his everything in a calamity.
With no food, no shelter, no money, and no clothes,
He’s forced to build no dreams, no desires, no wills, and no goals.
His life becomes a burden, a load;
His will to live finishes, explodes.

If you think you aren't blessed,
Think of a deaf, dumb and blind woman,
Whose life is all black, dark, and silent.
Her thoughts and wishes are all neglected and crumpled.
She leads a life so mute, so unfulfilled.
No dreams she constructs, and so has no fear of failure.
She doesn't live; she rather drags her body to death
Through the path of life.

If you think you aren't blessed,
Think of the poor, the diseased, the handicapped.
Think of a man who loses his job,
Think of a girl who was abducted and molested,
Think of a wife who lost her husband,
Think of a mother who lost her son.

And, hush, you had sometimes thought
That you are the only suffering soul in this world,
That mishaps occur only with you,
That you must live no more, breathe no more

THINK OF THEM AND YOU'LL KNOW YOU'RE SO BLESSED