First World Problems

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Here I am

with first world problems

and woe

I ran out of waffles

the air conditioner died

the cat puked on the bed

it’s raining

Netflix is not working

How sad for me

There they are

with third world problems

and woe

They have little food, poverty

the roof of a tiny shack leaks

the noise of gunfire and bombs fill the air

disease cuts through life

eyes glaze, bereft of hope

Here I am

with first world problems

but not really

I am nourished

with four solid walls, a roof

an automobile that runs

a computer and internet

cleansers to clean up cat puke

a job, income, and a waffle maker

There they are

with harshness I will never feel

Here I am

with comfort they will never feel

There they are

praying for help, food and blessings

Here I am

blessed with more than I could need

Third world problems persist

with the drone of a people’s cry

First world problems draw no breath

only the drone of a people’s whine