When bad things happen,
like car accidents or cancer,
people always ask, Why me?
Why did this bad thing happen to me?
What have I ever done to deserve such bad luck?
Yet, when good things happen,
people take it for granted, brainwashed into
believing good luck is a right, not a privilege.
Today, on the highway,
a speeding car careened into my lane,
missing me by a hair,
and when my terrified heart stopped pounding,
I looked to the heavens and asked,
Why did this amazing thing happen to me?
And it felt great.
like car accidents or cancer,
people always ask, Why me?
Why did this bad thing happen to me?
What have I ever done to deserve such bad luck?
Yet, when good things happen,
people take it for granted, brainwashed into
believing good luck is a right, not a privilege.
Today, on the highway,
a speeding car careened into my lane,
missing me by a hair,
and when my terrified heart stopped pounding,
I looked to the heavens and asked,
Why did this amazing thing happen to me?
And it felt great.
