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What if?

If it happens, what will I do?
And what if this happens? And that too?
What if all that is ahead of me is struggle and strife?
What if I lose my possessions, my job, my life?
What if I never have much money
and am always poor?
What if I never feel I have enough
and always want more?
What if one by one I lose all my friend’s
And what if it’s my fault,
and I’m unable to make amends?
What if I am always so ill
And the world moves on
While I am still
What if I break relationships with those I hold dear?
With all these frightening thoughts
I almost choke with fear
It’s like I’m swirling round and round
in a violent whirlpool
But I have the power to get out, so I’m the fool
Because if I really try, I can make these worrying
thoughts stop
And be grateful for what I have,
Rather than worry over what I have not
And remember what I worry about may never happen
And if it does, I can deal with it then
And if it is something that has already happened
Why suffer over it… again?
My time is being robbed by all this self-inflicted grief
And I’m the culprit, I’m the thief
Stealing my own time, peace and sleep
Let with nothing but to worry and weep
So lets stop worrying, cheer up and vow
That we will make ourselves a better future
By making best use of now.

Saqib Hussain, from my book "Contemplate"

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