Every Great Man Has a Story to Tell

Why do so many people born into the world as ordinary people pass through the world as paupers and return to their Creator as they had come, just unsung people? In other words, why do majority of people born poor pass through life poor and finally die poor and totally forgotten without anything to show that they had been here? Why does life favor few and make them so great and unique in whatever they do, thereby making them the singsong of others even after they had departed the world for years? Why is nature so unjust, making others to be born with silver spoons while others it makes church rats? Why has nature been so partial to have destined majority in the world to a life of poverty and wants, thereby making them the hewers of woods and drawers of water to a few it had destined greats and nobles? Why is destiny so wicked to have determined the fate of some to be poor and lowly while to some it determined theirs in gold?