Sometimes, we moan at life, and

the things it throws our way.

But I can’t help but think that

we

are

never

satisfied.

 

Take, for example, your Facebook page:

‘I’m bored’, we complain, or

‘Deadlines are always getting in the way.’

 

And what about work?

 

Well, the weekend’s never long enough, and

the week should definitely be shorter.

Monday’s hell, but when Friday’s here –

‘Life is back in order.’

 

And, don’t even get me started on the weather.

 

So, I will ask of you all this:

 

For the worst, or for the better,

in sleet or sand or snow,

spare a thought, if just a fraction,

for a woman’s son and that man’s daughter

- because someone ought to -

 

they don’t get satisfaction.

 

***

 

Sometimes, we moan at life, and

the things it throws our way.

But I can’t help but think that

we

are

never

satisfied.

 

Words: Sophie-Louise Hyde

Image: The Rolling Stones by Terry O'Neill