Economically unequal
But, emotionally equal
Typically, it's trouble
As both are traceable
For us, it's inevitable
With faith so indubitable
But then still corrigible
Life counted so valuable
Mishap could happen
All of a sudden;
Resentment that's risen
With malice all hasten;
But never be saddened
As nothing is permanent;
With a life full of difference
We gain all experience.
Failure's a way for Bane
Hearts may lament in pain
Success on the wane
But don't wrap that in the "main";
Life could wander insane
But dazzled with a hopeful stain
In a taste of an excitable lane
Life is never only drenched in pain.

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