Perspective
Perfection by human comprehension
Is a balanced earth of our own extension
A single society of equal lives
Unscathed by fear of sheer demise
Slick with sweat we seek release
Our laborious joints have searched for peace
Replace our work with new contraptions
Help alter nature’s interactions
Perfect the impure state of living
Ignore the sense of our misgivings
Rid custom climates for abnormal states
A perfect world we must create
Use brick and stone over grass and field
Our natural flaws must come to yield
Not once dare to look behind
Keep pace to the pulse of humankind
Yet by what standards is this perfection?
An elusive escape to our own defection
Irregular over ordinary to help achieve
A “natural” world we can conceive
Our walls of brick and paths of stone
Through history have been condoned
To better our race, is the justification
To continue relentless manipulation
How can perfection be contrived
If in doing so we have deprived
The spirit and essence of the unaware
Whose natural states we have impaired
A society of human domination
Will continue the cycle of such frustration
To rid the world of corruption’s touch
We must remove the fingers of our lethal clutch.
something about the colors made me wonder what the world would look like with them everywhere:)
About me
My name is Hannah, I'm 16. I wanted to find a place to think and put my thoughts down. I started this blog off to post poetry, but seeing everything on tumblr has gotten me interested in a lot of other things. I may seem like a quiet and serene person, but I'm a crazy girl and I love having fun. Like me, hate me, the choice is yours. :)
