My name is jealousy

My name is jealousy
P Gaan

Deprivation? I do not have any, not at all,
To say so looks funny afterall.
Bungalow, motorcade, estate and orchards,
Titles, positions, offices myriads,
Charming children loyal wife,
Imported fancy belongings may last for life,
Gods, Goddesses, planets and stars
Daily propitiated with pomp and grandeur
What more shall one have on this earth?
Nevertheless ever discontented I remain from birth.
The reason? Not very hard to find
The following for sure always torments my mind.
My neighbors, acquaintances, kith and kin,
equally have all these, some more even.
Can I be happy if deprived are not they?
All my joy and laughter are in vain, if not in grief they say.
What is special in me if flourish they equally or better,
Peace can never be mine, lowly if not they are.
What is the meaning in I being alive?
Dying if not are they, but somehow thrive .