Compared To Many

Compared to many my worries must seem light
I never do go to bed hungry at night
I have never been homeless or stateless as so many are
To meet one poorer than i am one  would not need to walk far
Of so many sad stories we hear and  read of every day
Of asylum seekers fleeing oppressive regimes from Lands far away
On distant Islands locked up in prison as if seeking asylum was a crime
For being poor and dispossessed they are serving jail time
Such a tough and sad existence through no fault of their own
So many poor people Worldwide have known
Even escaping persecution of hardship they are not free
How tough life must be for every refugee
In comparison with them my worries seem quite small
In fact i do not have any problems at all.