The Perfect World
Screw Perfection.
I closed my eyes and saw
people standing hand in
hand, with smiles
on their faces.
Animals were running freely
through the fields, knowing
they were safe.
Everyone agreed with
everyone else, and if they
didn't,
they could talk and
compromise.
This must be the perfect world,
I thought.
I opened my eyes and saw
trouble, hate and war.
It was nothing like the
perfect world I had
seen.
The perfect world had been boring and
fake.
This world is interesting.
This world is real.
I smiled.
Screw perfection,
I thought.
That's why
I am no vegetarian.
Why I sometimes spend my money
on things I know
I do not need, even though
I am more of a saver.
Why I prefer the sound of
rain to the sound of
birds singing in the
sun.
Why I love autumn and
hate summer.
Why this poem isn't perfect.
Why nothing is.
I closed my eyes and saw
people standing hand in
hand, with smiles
on their faces.
Animals were running freely
through the fields, knowing
they were safe.
Everyone agreed with
everyone else, and if they
didn't,
they could talk and
compromise.
This must be the perfect world,
I thought.
I opened my eyes and saw
trouble, hate and war.
It was nothing like the
perfect world I had
seen.
The perfect world had been boring and
fake.
This world is interesting.
This world is real.
I smiled.
Screw perfection,
I thought.
That's why
I am no vegetarian.
Why I sometimes spend my money
on things I know
I do not need, even though
I am more of a saver.
Why I prefer the sound of
rain to the sound of
birds singing in the
sun.
Why I love autumn and
hate summer.
Why this poem isn't perfect.
Why nothing is.
Reageer (4)
Mooi gedicht! En die perfecte wereld klinkt idd saai x3
1 decennium geledenik ben het helemaal met je eens!!!!
1 decennium geledenal moet ik zeggen dat ik wel vegetariër ben
SCREW PERFECTION!
Dit gedicht is gewoonweg: WOW!
1 decennium geledenIk ben het wel met je eens, screw perfection
1 decennium geledenMooi gedicht