Answer yourself

It doesn't matter who you believe in — Buddha, Allah, cosmic aliens or the magic of numbers.
You still have a leg up, get sore throat, get into debt, divorce, survive the death of loved ones and die yourself.
Sneaky and cunning thieves sit by the pool in Miami, hug the adorned girls and sip their temples.
A kind and sweet grandfather who survived the war, famine and repression, dies in a small house abandoned by children and grandchildren.
But you really want to think that somewhere and sometime everyone will be rewarded according to merit. What justice is.
And she really is. Only its creator and performer - you yourself.()