Contentment is natural wealth

Opportunities knocked several times on my door
And I just let them slipped away from my doorstep
I've burned chances to fuel the so-caĺled contentment
Is loyalty counts and matters? No I don't think so
But I'm still here drilling, digging, wishing
to become this daydream a reality
And trying to live day by day with a smile-- by staying happy.

So what makes me happy and contented?
The supreme happiness for me is as simple as my daily breathing
It's the sound of laughters echoing in my ears from my children
It's the sweet smile of my spouse crawling in my heart
That gives a giggling feeling and contentment
Making this borrowed life worth-living
With my roots, my oldies still nourishing
With few coins in my pocket
With a sleepy conscience
Eating the simplest food
Enjoying the sunlight, air and space given to me by the Creator
Contentment therefore is natural wealth.

I've met the rich, I've met the poor
I've analyzed and learned something from them
Do I envy the rich? No.
They've worked hard for the money and even struggling harder to retain it
They will go to the place where the poor will go as well after the expiry
And of course while they're living
Maintaining wealth is a struggle
So why do I envy them?
Do I pity poor? No.
Being poor is not an excuse or a destiny
It's their choice, an outcome from being lazy and irresponsible
And sign of dishonesty
To themselves, to their children, to their family
And then they will blame the government, the rich, the system, the capitalist, the society
And they're enjoying on that state
So why do I pity them?

I've met generous people, I've met selfish ones
I've met bad individuals, I've met angelic ones
Some can stand out, some are just enjoying the ride
But it's just okay, we're living within the circus of life
We're rotating within the same star, living under the same sky
We will meet death soon, we will all die.

I can see white, I can see black and even blue
I can see free spirit, struggling soul and a happy you
I can trace the truth and sense a lie
I can laugh, I can yell and I can cry
I came from the East and may go to the West
I can be the least and I can be the best
I can climb up to the highest mountain
And will touch and taste the heaven
But again all those chances will just be burned
And use as fuel to my contentment
Fillling my heart with happiness and love
For my burning desire is being
contented with what I have.

Let me borrow this phrase from the E.O.:
"Contentment is the greatest Wealth" -- Siddhartha Gautama Buddha