Life and Death

I learned very early that life is not fair, so I got over it
All men are not created equal no matter what they say
It won't do you any good if you stew and have a fit
Differences in out lives are as different as night and day

All women aren't born equal, some born with blonde hair,
Whose good looks will bring them fortune and even fame
While other women are built more like a sturdy Mack truck
Will be lucky if they ever even have a dollar to their name

The point is that we are as different as the snow flakes,
Although the flakes are similar no two are exactly the same
Mother nature likes variety it is called the spice of life
Flowers come in rainbow colors more than we could name

So I figured out that god takes in consideration all these variation
And he gives out extra points for hardness of the lot in life we draw
He throws in a pinch of mercy because after all we are his creation
He polishes each and every one of us until we no longer have a flaw

A diamond before it is cut and polished looks like a ordinary stone
You would have to see it's hidden potential with discerning eyes
The trick is to cut and polish up it's facets until it's beauty is shown
God the master of craftsman, knows just where that your beauty lies

So life is not fair my friend, you might just as well get used to it
Life is a crap shoot at a best, your trip down here is a game of chance
All one can do is hope and pray that when it is time this life to quit
That on our trip back home we will have our time to sing and dance