Complain

Life was sad,
he was lonely, unaccompanied,
he was complaining,
and then,
Knock! Knock!
“Good Times here”
– brings about everyone around
company, happiness and cheers
but, he complains again, asking
– where were you all when life was sad?

Look stupid, I said
what would life be
if good times and happiness rolled on,
and we did not play along
.
.
kind of sad, I guess.

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