Silver spoon, or no food on the spoon,
Well to do, or merciless goon?
Noon day sun, or midnight gloom,
What spells success, or imminent doom?
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amazing isn't it, it rains on the just and the unjust alike; and none of us can truly with pure wisdom say nor understand why. good words here, good thinking, the kind of stuff we should always ponder, we may not get the answers, but if it takes us deeper into life, well, that just has to be good. great poem, thanks for sharing your marvelous mind with us...
Ups and downs exist naturally between person to person, country to country.