How Lucky

You may have been born into poverty
As the child of a narcotic addicted  mother disowned by her family
Prostituting herself just for to make ends meet
In a cold and damp one bedroom flat on poverty street
Or in a refugge camp to a refugee
Condemned by circumstance to a life of misery
Compared to millions of people you are lucky indeed
As you have never been homeless or hungry or of anything in need
You feel by lady luck that you have been denied
And though you have a better income than most you are not satisfied
Millions are homeless and hungry in the Human World of today
Compared to them you are doing rather okay
Born to well to do parents how lucky can you be
Though with what i say of you of course you disagree.