The Perfect World
The world is perfect in it's imperfections,
We just fail to see the obvious,
Everything happening now is not new,
They are reoccurring events,
Because it is a rotational world.
Tables turn and vice versa,
There are no permanent spot down here,
We see the first become last and the last become first,
It's the same old one,
We are simply reliving the past.
Hopes fade, ambitions crushed,
Through life's challenges,
We still search to find hope,
This hope shines in us,
And lightens our path.
A silver lining amidst the evil in the world,
We are loved and cherished by our loved ones,
Their love comforts us and bring us hope,
It strengthens us and makes the future assured,
This is what we cling onto forever,
In this perfect world.