Life isn't unfair—I guess that's true,
Whatever happens was meant to go through.
Don't always ask, "Why did this start? "
Just trust that God has played His part.
We can't deny, though it's not the best,
We blame each other and never rest.
Even a small mistake we see,
Turns into anger, so easily.
When someone close makes a bad choice,
We raise our brows and raise our voice.
We roll our eyes, say, "That's what you get! "
Or worse—"It's done, no need to regret."
But why do people think that way?
Why can't they listen or choose to stay?
If it's God's plan—then who are we
To judge what's meant or meant to be?
So I won't fight what I don't understand,
I'll place it all in His great hands.
He's God—He sees what I can't see,
And knows far more than little me.
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Each individual is unique, that was God's plan! A 10.