We Complain Poem by Sandra Feldman

We Complain



We complicate our Lives,
If things are going well,
We complain,
They should be better,
If things are going badly,
We complain,
Everything we do,
Seems so in vain,
We may think we know,
How to control our Destiny,
Not realizing that we control NOT,
The rapid pace of Life nor History.

Thursday, July 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tirupathi Chandrupatla 25 July 2014

Easy to complain and very difficult to compromise. Forget and proceed. Beautiful poem.

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