The Blessed

How blessed are they,

Born with a silver spoon

In their mouth,

Never in need

Of anything

Except for

You.

How blessed are they,

Born with such beauty

In their being,

Never in need

Of anything

Except for

You.

How blessed are they,

Born with such intelligence

In their mind,

Never in need

Of anything

Except for

You.

How blessed am I,

Born with no wealth,

Beauty, nor intelligence,

Just so that

For my mere existence,

I can be grateful to

You.

- Faizal, S. S., 2010 -