Bless

How blessed are you to be able to produce fruit from the labor of hands 
How blessed is it that you are allowed patience, for many people , clocks don't stop ticking life away 
Blessed are you to utter words and be around life , for there are ones who rot in the grave never again to be heard 
Blessed are you to receive persecution, for many live in luxury and darkness , for that all will end abruptly
Blessed for you who has love in the heart, for many remaining cold and live atop stone walls with bitterness