In this materialistic universe,
Being generous seems like a curse.
Today when we talk of great values,
People turn deaf ears like statues.
In this world, so-called beautiful,
Good people are only a handful.
In daily run of life,
Through difficulties when we strive,
We feel the need of someone helpful,
But no one turns up, quite pitiful.
People live only for their greed.
They approach you when they are in need.
People around you in your vicinity,
Know how to take advantage of your simplicity.
When you try to be good to others,
No one for you however bothers.
When people try to harm you in some way,
Don’t stand it at all any way.
This is when the power of speech comes into play.
Needed in this malicious world to stay.
In every situation be outwardly bold.
No matter if within you are cold.
To harm others is sure a sin,
But to let yourself harmed is a bigger sin.
When the ship of your life is on sail,
Don’t ever let yourself be sad or frail.
Learn to face troubles with all your might.
Let your worries be far out of sight.
Many times you might fail and cry,
But don’t lose hope and give one more try.
Roopa Menon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/learn-to-live/
