WHAT SORROW ACTUALLY MEANS

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By Devika

Today i saw a man A man with his wife and kid Sitting on the footpath looking all so timid He was asking every passerby "can you help me? I cant see my child anymore cry!!" but people just walked on He didnt like behaving this way His eyes gave his emotions away, He mustve once been a man with pride But now...he had grief in his eyes If he were alone.. He would fend for himself But he had a family to take care of now... A family that needed to be fed He came from a village where there was a draught A village where the plants were parched just as the peasants hearts So as i sat in my car I thought , " why am i so sad for? Here is this man..with a burden on him a man who has nothing to hold on to..." We always see the smallest problem and make it out to be a big tragedy what we dont see...is that we still have it good And we should be thankful to Lord Almighty So i thank God..for making me who i am For giving me a family , friends and the good life that i have and for showing me..things could be a lot worse All this through the eyes of a sorrowful man......

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