imperfect

in a perfect world
we'd have perfect ears
we would hear
all messages
without the need
for repetition

in a perfect world
we'd have perfect eyes
we would see
what we were doing
so clearly seeing
we would stop it

in a perfect world
we'd have perfect minds
we'd add one and one
together
and know the meaning
of the answer

in a perfect world
we'd know the the world was fine
we'd do our best
to just make sure
it stays that way