What makes up for the pain?

What makes up for the pain? Who's to blame for the the perfectly healthy baby that stopped breathing out of the blue? Who is accountable for the man that worked everyday of his life to die in poverty while the young arise gets rich for never lifting a finger. Who's to blame for the child that study's everyday to try and make a better life and make it somewhere only to fail and get swept in the street life so opposite of what we see in movies? Where is the equivalence in that? Who do we blame for the the truly religious man who made an honest living his entire life and never got a damn thing in life next to the guy that had everything fall in his lap sense the day he was born? Was the baby born to die? Was the man destined to die poor no matter how hard he tried? What about the kid who gave his all and still had to bang in the streets? Who gets the blame for the tragedies we face in life? I it just a game of random Russian runlet with our lives at the forefront? We all want a chance to shine but whats the point when so much seems predetermined for us? When we fight to die while others live uncontested and die happy and at peace why the fuck should we continue to kill ourselves over something that seems so trivial? I guess everyone wants to be happy even if its truly not for everyone.