I look out to the world
And I see beauty, life, and sureness
That everything will be alright
The darkest days will pass
Happy times will last
And I promise that life is looking out for you
We are so similar at the end
Bones and skin
Hearts and brains within
So why do we fight about beliefs
And believe we are better
Because we
Went to school, or got a cheque, or did it all sooner
Nothing of this
WIll matter
Five years from now
And for the things
We cannot change
Such as our eyes, face, genes, and race
Why do we talk?
Why do some laugh?
History will stay the same
But for the present, we can change that
I know I see
A world of pure possibillibity
Do we waste it?
Or are we living in the purest we can go?
I sure hope that’s not so.