The Thief Of Joy

Something i learned from a wise woman as a young boy

That comparisons are always the thief of joy

Back then i was far too young for to realize

That what she said to me was so very wise

Where the deceased are she forever does lay

But the wisdom in her words are with me today

Of the praises of winners some only does sing

But for those who go unrecognized this is not a good thing

In the game of comparisons they does lose out

Which leaves them with low self esteem and self doubt

Comparing people an in thing in the twenty first century

Though this is not saying anything positive on humanity

Comparisons are always the thief of joy

Something i learned from a wise woman as a young boy.