In a Perfect World - For Contest
In a Perfect World
In a perfect world we’d need no God
horses hooves would ne’er be shod
nor would the instinct to fight or flee
determine how you’d relate to me.
Each cue ball break would sink your balls
there’d be no whispering in the halls
if every word uttered is true
I wonder what they’d say ‘bout you.
When every woman is a perfect ten
what would make men look again
or cause the woman to entertain
hot fleeting glances all the same.
And if perchance perfection’s choices
damn us all with perfect voices
perfect volume, perfect tone
a perfect, numbing, endless, drone.
Sunrise, sunset, perfect sameness
perfection’s sinners, perfect, blameless
nothing to venture, nothing to gain
‘cuz everything turns out the same.
Everybody shares the wealth
dogs pick up after themselves
hats in boomeranged retreat
returned, and landed, at our feet.
Perfection is its own reward
no need for heaven or its God
angels, idle, listless, dopey
wings - participation trophy.
2/8/2016
submitted to – In a Perfect World – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Catie Lindsey
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2016
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