To have a family
How fortunate am I
To have friends
Who take my loneliness away
And love me
How fortunate am I
To be literate
Unlike many in this world
How fortunate am I
To not have to beg, borrow or steal
To make my daily bread
Let this poem be a gentle reminder
That despite problems
We are fortunate
We are the world within a world
Cocooned in our security
With roofs o'er our heads
While somewhere in the wide world
A ten year old is hungry
How fortunate are we
That when we were ten
All we had to worry about was when
We could buy the next computer game
The Bilge Master
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