Fuel To The Green Lamp

He is always in need of something

Which he does not have.

Why is that all have the best? 

Why is he always sad?

The tree looks at the leaf and feels

She falls down and moves so free.

The bird in the cage looks at the sky

Why do I stay here and the others fly?

The child struggles with the load on his back

While the other feel I wish I could be like him

Lying down unhappy in his shack.

Everyone wants things that he feels is best

He wants to achieve while he rests.

Envy others and you will only fret

A life not lived in striving to achieve what others get.