Some people are blessed by God.
They have a guardian angel,
Genie from the magic lamp,
Or they were just born under a lucky star.
Most of their wishes eventually come true,
And they overcome obstacles on their path,
Without regrets, defeats
Or any visible or hidden scar.

Why are those people the chosen ones?
Why are they better than others?
Is it meant to be that way, random choice,
Or perfect time of birth and date?
Some say that every man shapes his life,
With right or wrong decisions.
Some believe there is inevitable fate.

The criteria for happiness are different,
Some just want love,
True and reliable friends,
Or material things and big fortune.
Greed knows no boundaries,
Sometimes so little is required for fortune.
  
We often hear: be good , be honest,
Someone is watching from above,
And you will get what you deserve,
A joy, inner peace and restful sleep.
But nowadays money is the measure of happiness,
Cruel people take it all,
Sense of guilt and justice are buried somewhere deep.

Life is full of ups and downs,
But everyone should have some perfect period in their life,
At least just once.
But history and experience taught us,
That true happiness is only for the chosen ones.