Problems

When I Think I Have Problems

I watch a child

That laughs out loud,

She can not see

The rain filled cloud

The storm will follow

The thunder will roll,

Her little heart pounds

While she sights a black hole

The pounding will slow

Once the rain starts to fall,

Even though she can't see

She feels safe with her doll

When I think I have problems

I see the light,

My problems are nothing

For I have my sight

I push a young man

Confined in a wheelchair,

He has no legs

And he's loosing his hair

But he finds time to smile

Tells me life's precious as gold,

He'll live life to it's fullest

Even after he's old

When I think I have problems

And I can't take the heat,

I think of the young man I met

Which I pushed with my feet

When I read in the paper

All the people that die,

From those incurable diseases

I often wonder why

I'm so lucky to see

And my limbs are all there,

I'm free of diseases

Not a worry or care

So when I think I have problems

I think of the ones that do,

And I'm Oh! so thankful Lord

For your helping me through.

                                                        Saif Malik