God’s favorite child

Lets discuss something weird something wild
– That who’s gods favorite child??
Is it the one who’s tender and mild
And when falls into trouble..
I suddenly blessed with a helping hand too kind?!?

Or is it the one who is chosen of all
To help each one of those, who in problems do fall!?!?

It’s a common notion that everyone has loads of chores
Its pervasive that problems are many and each is like a unique lock
But the key is only one, like an apt solution that unlocks

Rocks are many but diamonds are rare
Questions are many, but answers unaware
Disturbed are many, but helpers hardly bare

God is our parent
And we’re his children
Who’s his favorite why take this thought as a burden

We’re are all equal in his eyes
Hence no question of partiality lies

Yes, some show troubles
And some blow them up like bubbles

But that’s the balancing act
It’s an art of God to keep us together intact!!!