Kingdom Is What I Build

In a far-off place, 

There lived a small family, 

In a cozy little hut. 

Happy they were, 

Contented with what they had. 

Bliss, the apt word.

"What makes them so happy? "

Wondered the Almighty, 

As he descended to ask. 

In the disguise, 

Of a noble man, 

God came and spoke to the family. 

"Hey Young Man… 

You don't own a kingdom, 

Nor any riches or luxury. 

How do you manage, 

To smile and stay happy? 

Don't you all curse your fate? "

The man smiled and replied, 

"Hey learned soul, 

You are thoroughly mistaken. 

There is no better kingdom than a happy family, 

No better luxury that simplicity nor 

Anything better than my existing life. "