Strife 1998

Sometimes I can’t understand anything about life.

Everyone lives, but most of us go on in strife.

Are we meant to be happy but occasionally sad,

or are we meant to be miserable until we all become mad?

Life’s little joys, are there too little to spare,

or is life filled with happiness we should all share?

Who deals the cards? Who gets to decide,

Who gets to share happiness, and who is denied?

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