The World As I See It

The world as I see it isn’t exactly rainbows and butterflies More like a huge on and off storm Gray and glum, barely freeing sunlight Save the shiny trickling beams Down the crevice within the clouds Where the gloomy sky is ruled by corruption and greed And the abundant puddles are overtaken by misfortune and impoverishment The storms exist from colliding air pressures Which have different ideals and proposals But cease to get along And because of them, small organisms on the surface Must live through conflict And suffer through the consequences of social injustice But cries are answered And the heavens respond When the clouds part and the sea stills And those narrow trickles of light Turn into full on oceans And light floods the surface instead of water The colliding forces compromise And everyone else finally benefits From the world’s delicacies Although it was not what was originally intended