In a Perfect World
In a perfect world, death comes when we sleep,
And the sun always sets and rises.
The eyes of a child will never weep,
And their lives always fill with surprises.
The face of man will turn away from war,
And give a helping hand to those in need.
The sharing of harvest, the open door.
Power of humility we concede.
To gather in kindness, to welcome peace,
And walk through our days with a gracious hand.
To dispense with hate, so it won't increase,
With the years we measure to understand.
In a perfect world, everyone is free,
And righteous calls are silent, none foresee.
contest In a Perfect World
2/10/16
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2016
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