Life is not all that easy <br /> <br />for all who are threaten’d with wants, <br /> <br />but easy for some who, at least, born with silv’r spoon. <br /> <br />Life seems to lock out those <br /> <br />who are sudd’n slush at the backyard. <br /> <br />Many rush into the gold’n hous, <br /> <br />thinking that they are all in all: <br /> <br />some for their wealth; some, brilliant brain. <br /> <br />But few who are more competent <br /> <br />are outside striving to ent’r: <br /> <br />they struggle and struggle <br /> <br />till their smooth skin torn, <br /> <br />yet they remain in the backyard, awaiting for their turn <br /> <br />which they must get now or later in the future<br /><br />Eche Ononukwe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-backyard/
