I wondered why life is unfair
I knew that it was
I knew that it always had been
But, why must it be unfair against
me?
Why not in my favor?
I asked the mountain
But the mountain would not say
I did not think that it would
I looked at the sky
It was dark and empty
There was nothing in the air
Nearby a city glows
People run to and fro
And, here I stay, alone.
“It’s unfair!” I stammer
I yell. But, no one hears
“Why is it unfair?”
I scream at the dark.
The dark tells me to wait
Soon it disappears. Light forms
A cool breeze blows
Is this unfair?
The birds sing while the sun shines
I have coffee
I have food
I am alive
Yes, it’s unfair. But it’s okay
