گر کار فلک به عدل سنجیده بدی
احوال فلک جمله پسندیده بدی
ور عدل بدی به کارها در گردون
کی خاطر اهل فضل رنجیده بدی
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If the world was governed by justice
Everything in the world was done correctly
In the world, things were done based on justice
When were the wise in the world worried?
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He was a navy seal who served his country with honor. He fought in Afghanistan, risking his life for his mission. He was brave, loyal, and skilled. He was proud of his work, and his comrades.
But he lost one of his legs in a bomb blast. He survived, but he was wounded in body and soul. He had to return to his home, to face a new reality. He had to cope with his disability, his pain, and his trauma.
He had a mental health problem after coming back to home. He suffered from depression, anxiety, and PTSD. He had nightmares, flashbacks, and panic attacks. He felt isolated, hopeless, and angry.
He was angry that the world was not just. He saw the injustice, the corruption, and the violence. He saw the suffering, the poverty, and the oppression. He saw the hypocrisy, the greed, and the lies.
He remembered a poem from Khayam, that he heard from an old man on streets of Kabul. He read it to himself, whenever he felt bitter or resentful. He found wisdom and peace in its words.
گر کار فلک به عدل سنجیده بدی
احوال فلک جمله پسندیده بدی
ور عدل بدی به کارها در گردون
کی خاطر اهل فضل رنجیده بدی
If the world was governed by justice,
Everything in the world was done correctly,
In the world, things were done based on justice,
Did have the wise in the world any worries?
He decided to follow the poem's advice. He accepted the world as it was, not as he wished it to be. He focused on the things he could control, not on the things he could not. He lived in the present, not in the past or the future.
He realized that the world was not perfect, but it was not hopeless. He realized that he had to make the best of his situation, not to give up on his dreams. He realized that he had to be grateful for what he had, not to be bitter for what he lost.
He thanked Khayam for his poem, that his grandfather had given him when he lived. He recited it to himself, whenever he felt calm or content. He found wisdom and peace in its words.