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Submitters Perspective

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Even Though When I Whine, the Blessing is Mine

 

Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair and wished I was just as fair.
When she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, a smile. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two legs, the blessing is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy. The boy who sold it had such charm. I spoke with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it’d do no harm. And as I left, he said to me, “I thank you, you’ve been so kind.
It’s nice to talk with people like you. You see,” he said, “I’m blind.”
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two eyes, the blessing is mine.

Later whilst walking down the street, I saw a little child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play. He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said, “Why don’t you join the others, dear?”
He looked ahead without a word. And then I knew, he couldn’t hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have two ears, the blessing is mine.

With feet to take me where I’d go.
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow.
With ears to hear what I’d know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I’ve been blessed indeed, the world is mine.

Even though our breakfast table never looks like the magazine photos.
There are many who are hungry/starving in the ghettos. Oh! God forgive me when I whine.

Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous,
There are those whose struggles are mountainous.
Oh! God forgive me when I whine.

Even though I grumble and moan about my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances would change today, Oh! God forgive me when I whine.

 

Thank you God, for my life.

 

Submitted by Alim C / India