If I had no voice, I wouldn't sing.
I wouldn't be able to say a thing.
If I had no family, it would not be worth
Trying to live life on this earth.
If I had no legs, I wouldn't walk
I'd be immobile like a rock.
If I had no arms, I wouldn't grab,
Hit, punch, hurt or stab.
If I had no thoughts I wouldn't feel,
My arm that was runover by a wheel.
Everything we have is a gift from god,
Whether we're black, white, skinny or broad.
Every one is meant to feel pain,
Even if it's hard to maintain.
I'm grateful for everything I own.
Whether I'll have them in the end is still unknown.
But whatever happens, I'll be ok,
Because life is just a gateway.
There's always better things to come,
And plenty more to overcome
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 9:50 PM UTC
If I had no voice, I wouldn't sing.
I wouldn't be able to say a thing.
If I had no family, it would not be worth
Trying to live life on this earth.
If I had no legs, I wouldn't walk
I'd be immobile like a rock.
If I had no arms, I wouldn't grab,
Hit, punch, hurt or stab.
If I had no thoughts I wouldn't feel,
My arm that was runover by a wheel.
Everything we have is a gift from god,
Whether we're black, white, skinny or broad.
Every one is meant to feel pain,
Even if it's hard to maintain.
I'm grateful for everything I own.
Whether I'll have them in the end is still unknown.
But whatever happens, I'll be ok,
Because life is just a gateway.
There's always better things to come,
And plenty more to overcome
Request permission to use this poem