Sunday, November 15, 2009

Our Imperfect World

why can't we escape it, a reality of pain and suffering to be so close yet to stray so far we choose our path but look back on our scars why can't we be happy, to run and to flee through the dreams filled with hope and wonderful glee
dreams where the clouds are a soft orange and the moon creeps slowly toward it's goal
where the tree's sway with meaning and the birds fill it all
dreams where water is soft and cools down your feet
and the grass is blanket of green, bladed with sweetness

this place we shall go, for ignorant bliss
a place where we're welcome, to live and to speak
this world is like no other, we shall not remain
for this world is not ready, to leave behind all this pain
for when we return, from our wonderful adventure
we shall not be angry, nor violent by nature
we shall live as one, and accept one another

but who are we kidding it's not human nature
for now we must live, among the chaos of all
and struggle through life, to we reach our goal
one day we look back, and see what we've done
and hope all is well from these deeds that have come
so when we grow old and think all is well
we shall remember our dreams and put them up on a wall
for the youth is next to make our mistake's
or maybe they'll learn and live without regrets

Written BY:Ashley Smith November 2 2009

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