Other people have nicer homes and greener lawns,
And some have white picket fences;
Other people keep their homes nice and tidy.
And don’t have magazines and books piled up in stacks
alongside the sofa or their beds.
Other people don’t always shave a pile of dishes to wash
and another pile to dry and put away;
Other people pay their bills on time
And don’t have to fret over the budget all the time,
and other people have enough money to go on
European Tours or visit China or Thailand or Viet Nam (even though I have no desire to go to those places, my self)
Other people make a generous donation to the church when
the missionary came to plead for money f or his people in Brazil.
Other people. Who are those other people?
Are they anything like the mysterious ghostly “they”?
