Life Poem by laura zeng

Why are some lives honest and clean,
while others are riddled with injustice and lies?
why are some lives as small as a bean,
while others are destined to soar and fly?

Why are some lives easy and smooth,
while others are twisted in knots?
Why are some lives of calm and soothe,
while others are stressed and in clots?

Why are some people good and kind,
while others are evil and bad?
Why are some people fair in the mind,
while others are tyrants and just sad?

Why is life unfair and like this?
you might ask, but have you thought this?
the things that you get are based on what YOU do
and that goes for him, and her, and everyone too.