Wishful Thinking

Sombre thoughts fill my heart even at the joyest time

dwelling on my shortcomings seem to occupy my time

But we are so fortunate?

What beckons all this sorrow?

When others are hungry, cold, homeless alone

I cry for them too but not enough to change

Sitting and thinking

Fearful and wishing

Leaving no time for action

Wishful thinking does not move mountains

Bare hands and moving feet create the actions




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