English Poem–Pain was my Only Qualification

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My pain was really bad, as it is with everybody.

It tested me to the hilt, and was perpetual.

My belief that it enables me to question God kept me going, though.

Upon comparison, however, I realized that my pain was not the biggest, and I had more at my disposal than a lot many.

I observed that I was given more than I deserved, and apart from my skills and expertise that might justify some part of the abundance I enjoyed, it was my pain that made me worthy of that divine tete-a-tete.

Ultimately, I realized that pain was my only qualification to complain to God; otherwise, I was overpaid.



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