Problems: A Poem
Problems are a symptom of silliness
or you may call it weakness of a kind
always meaning just our unwillingness
to use all what is available in our mind.
For, there is always something to be done
something that we don't feel like doing
because it is not promising any fun
as if not really worth pursuing.
So we rather curse and bitterly blame
even feeling so helpless in that situation
like unfit for playing that bothersome game
resorting to self-pity and to cheap damnation.
Much can be solved at drop of a hat
by firmly deciding not to always fuss
and to stop acting like a spoiled brat
playing our cards that are dealt to us.
And sometimes it's all nothing but a mood
with problems lurking out of everywhere
so let's cheer up as best as we could
doing what we have to as our share.