Why can't it just be simple?
We are born
we learn how to talk and walk
we go to school
to eventually get a job
we find love
we live until our bodies can't anymore
at least that's the simple way to put it
No
We are born
but not all of us are born equally
some die before that
some are born into war
some are born into an illness they can't recover from
some are considered beautiful
some are considered hideous
this isn't simple at all
We learn how to walk and talk
but some of us fall
some of us can't walk
some of us don't have legs
some of us can't talk
some of us can't hear
some of us can't see
this isn't simple at all
We go to school
except some people can't
some people need to be rich
some people just weren't born smart enough
some people don't live in the right place
some people give up
because no matter how hard they try they just can't
this isn't simple at all
We eventually get a job
except not everyone can
some didn't get enough education
some jobs are too biased
some can't find any
some don't have enough skills
some don't have the right skills
this isn't simple at all
We find love
but it's not that easy
there are so many people
so many personality types
you can choose who you want to love
but the thing is
so can they
this isn't simple at all
We live until our bodies can't anymore
we have no idea when that could be
we could die young
we could die old
our lives could end because of other people
our lives could end because of ourselves
every life has an end
this isn't simple at all
Yet
Even when life seems unfair to you
even when you can't do something no matter how hard you try
even if you don't have the strength
even if no one seems to want you
even if you can't find the thing you were looking for
even if loved ones die
you have to keep trying, keep going because
you need to make your complicated life Worth it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are born but not all of us are born equally some die before that some are born into war some are born into an illnes Facts of life, Realities of life, pictured so well. to a philosophical conclusion which makes the reader think a lot. Thank u dear poet. tony