Deserve

Do I really deserve what I got?
Rarely a smile comes to my face
I have, I believe, all the troubles in the world
Little did I realize
everyone has troubles
And own troubles seem to be important
Little did I realize
that everywhere there are pearls thrown by Lord
We are so pre occupied
that we fail to notice
I have been imbecile enough to ignore them
and run after things which I believe are important
Every time I get a thing
I make a face "This is not what I wanted"
What makes me so stone faced
and a fool not to realize that I indeed have a lot
And even if I have everything I want
I will still want more
There is probably no end to this
What makes me so thankless O Lord!
If I count things I have they seem to be lot
But greedy I am to lust for more
O Lord let the wisdom be dawned