The things half of us need 
are the things half of us take for granted, 
The ones who have to work for it 
& the ones who get it handed, 
Some of us live in a one floor 
& some of us live in a mansion, 
Some of us can pay for it with one check 
& some need a advancement, 
But who really thinks of the kids without a plate of food 
or a roof over their head, 
The ones without clean water 
& don't even have a bed, 
If one of them was in our shoes
for a single day
They'd feel like they had the world 
& not one word to say, 
My point is your life could always be worse 
so appreciate what you have, 
They doesn't have the half of what is keeping you sad
& they go to sleep happy, 
from just the grasp of a laugh.                
 
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