Accident or Fate?

Life for some is hard and rough.

Scrambling frantically to get their needs met.

Jumping through hoops and over hurdles,

Following all the rules as they go, and yet

They are unable to get what they require,

Barely surviving on what little they do get.

Then there are those we see gliding on a beam of light

Who seem to have everything come to them where they set.

Those whose lives appear easy and smooth

Who find they have nothing to regret

For they’ve gained from their mistakes

Their imperfections bare them no threat.

They are the beautiful people whose accident of birth

Has placed them at the head of the banquet.

While others by chance are left out in the cold

Hungering to be allowed in to the fete.

Naida Lavon

Nov. 6, 2010

While writing in my journal.

Prompt: “gliding on a beam of light…”

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