A stanza from the poem 'It Helps'.....in the book "Realization'

When you think there is nothing
That can ever make you smile;
Your heart feels heavy with sorrow
Misfortunes add to your pile.
You feel hurt and dejected
And deprived of all good;
Want to cry out in anguish
Lash out if you could!
             Sit back for a moment
             Forget your woes;
             Think of those who would gladly
             Choose to be in your shoes.
             It helps.