Having problems is in the norm,
so is rain before the storm.
The sun shines normally,
until it gets too hot informally.
Close to death brings us near,
happy to say,
I'm still here.

My problems are many,
ones blessed not to have any.
No human being can escape,
the trample of lifes big ape.
We can only overcome,
adapt and improvise.
Pray to the Creator if we're wise.

The more I pray,
the harder my day.
Seems like praying is a waste of time,
don't do it,
evil will certainly sublime.
Evil is the ultimate curse,
follow it,
our problems will worse.

G