There is a doctor who couldn't heal himself.

A mailman who never received mail, not even advertisements.

A chef who couldn't feed himself.

A teacher who just couldn't be taught.

A preacher who couldn't reach within himself.

A president who couldn't lead hisself.

And do you know why?

Because the doctor didn't know what peace was due to all of the ups and downs he dealt with on a daily basis.

Because the mailman was lonely even though he saw millions of people each day.

Because the chef eventually couldn't cook due to arthritis in his hands and arms that overtook his life.

The teacher was arrogant and felt she knew everything, no one could tell her anything.

The preacher preached lies which killed his inner self and split his soul to the point of no return.

The president had to listen to everyone and couldn't listen to what he wanted or even dare to follow through.

O, the irony.