If i wrote verse these days, i'd probably compose a sonnet about what a delightful day this is! It's cold and snowing lightly, but i'm sitting in my bedroom toasty-warm, in my favorite reading chair sipping a Campari-and-soda, watching the best Poirot to ever play the part (David Suchet) on Netflix.
Generations of our ancestors -- centuries upon centuries -- never knew the security that we have. Most of the poor around us, even, enjoy an immunity to many sorts of catastrophe that's absolutely unprecedented in history. Many people suffer from the poor nutrition that is epidemic in the developed world, but very few actually STARVE. This, again, is remarkable -- though only those of us who are students of every-day history may think of it often.
Do most people realize how extremely fortunate we are? I often wonder. I have relatives and acquaintances who do nothing but grouse about stupid, petty little grievances. So-and-so doesn't live the way i want them to! Their styles are so unlike my ideal! Even my child can see what's wrong with your world-view! I can't seem to lose that last five pounds! I can't eat my favorite dish because it gives me a belly-ache! We mustn't regulate that industry, because it will cost them more to operate and they might reduce their workforce and their stock might be worth less! Ad nauseum....
Learn to count your blessings and worry less about what your neighbor thinks. The tribe on the other side of the hill is VERY unlikely to be about to invade your village.