Ungrateful 💛

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Little things that we never notice
Surrounded with blessings that we never flourish 
From the clean air we breathe
Till the goods of the earth we squeeze


Things that might appear as minor
Wisdom from the designer
Making this life finer 
But we have the urge to be a sinner

Never perceiving the bigger picture
We never knew the rightful structure
Praying on a dead meat like a vulture
We tend to watch the living turn into a hideous sculpture 


Time never waits
None of us stays
We could lose it all just in a slight pace 
Sheets and shroud covering our face
We might fall without grasping what we chase 
Collateral damage another funeral case 

It’s kinda sad
Yearning for things we never had
Driven we fail to see so bad
Never grateful always mad
For the gifts we have we’re never glad


Despite we have a loving home
We wish our house was in the middle of Rome
Forgetting home was never the bricks nor the soil
Just a circle of people relations that never spoil


Yeah while you were whining
Their where souls praying
For a hand to care
From this pain to spare
Losing their loved ones was a diminishing flare
But of the diamonds you have you’re not aware
Instead you’re after the stones that’s not fair




Being healthy loved cared for
It’s not something everybody has in store
As you’re in race for more and more
Be careful not pass through the things you adore
Leaving them behind just for the sake of the mask you wore


Yeah this disease is dreadful
Somehow reminding us that we’re ungrateful
Even when breathing comes at cost
Alarmed from this world forever we might be lost
At-least now we have taken a brake
Staring at the moon and the stars
We might escape from these bars
Not to miss the precious moments for the fake
Counting our blessings from the free air the pure lake
Till the blue sky the trees the beauty the beloved souls we’re lucky to have 
We might end up being grateful, for the diamonds providing proper care and love



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