Some live in glass mansions,
And some live in the hearts.
Some tread the burning deserts,
And some tread on rose petals.
Some play with Ferrari models,
And some play with wooden carts.
Some ride in delicately lavished vehicles,
And some drag their weight on their callous two feet.
Some decipher books and live in a perpetual fairy tale,
And some decipher life to live in a constantly tormenting existence.
Some devour the expensive delicacies,
And some devour the hunted-out pieces of grains.
Same earth, same resources, different people and different countries.
Where do You stand in the scheme of existence?