Needs and Complains


4.1.1Our pressing needs often rob us of our joy
Countless needs so easily cloud our mind
The very single hope left, they destroy
Forcing us to believe the world is unkind

The constant bliss around, we refuse to see
Blessings and glory we have, we undermine
Its effect increases to a disturbing degree
When we seek refuge in a bottle of wine

Countless complains rob us of our daily joy
They so badly dampen our spirit and soul
Mar the very gift of life we ought to enjoy
We complain all day, never reaching any goal

Blame people around us for every wrong
Never satisfied even when they give their best
Nagging then becomes our favourite song
What can put our needs and complains to a rest?


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