Writer's Block: In this perfect world
What is your idea of a perfect world?
All choices are based on the world that you see
One may choose hope, and the other money
You might wish for more to those who have less
Another may ask to clean up war’s mess
Should the world be our earth, or maybe just you?
Is your heart big enough for the rest of them too?
If it’s not, don’t be guilty, but think of yourself
You may still help the world, though it sits on the shelf
For perfection, look for the things you desire
Then just extend them to fit the entire
If you want peace, then peace for them all
If money’s the game, then let the wealth fall
No more disease, so have all of them well
And from this good health, maybe joy will soon swell
Be it money, or health, no death or no war
Joy is the end we will always look for
So I ask for joy, even if it brings grief
(And maybe an answer that little more brief ^^)
Why do you feel this way?
If I answered in prose it would not succeed
And my poetic answers are more fun to read
Since it’s called Writer’s Block, I use it for just that
Answer when I find that my writing’s gone flat
It’s not that I want to show disrespect
If your answer is different it is still correct
Even more so than mine, for you write on the theme
While I make mine fit to a double rhyme scheme.
As to why I want joy, well the answer is clear
There is too much grief in the world, too much fear
For those who have grief, I would they had joy
They should go hand in hand, so both you employ
To only have one is a sorrow indeed
For joy is the motive we have to succeed
It is love, it is kindness, and everything good
A reason to act in the way that we should
So Joy is the thing I would give and protect
And if I could, then it would be perfect.
All choices are based on the world that you see
One may choose hope, and the other money
You might wish for more to those who have less
Another may ask to clean up war’s mess
Should the world be our earth, or maybe just you?
Is your heart big enough for the rest of them too?
If it’s not, don’t be guilty, but think of yourself
You may still help the world, though it sits on the shelf
For perfection, look for the things you desire
Then just extend them to fit the entire
If you want peace, then peace for them all
If money’s the game, then let the wealth fall
No more disease, so have all of them well
And from this good health, maybe joy will soon swell
Be it money, or health, no death or no war
Joy is the end we will always look for
So I ask for joy, even if it brings grief
(And maybe an answer that little more brief ^^)
Why do you feel this way?
If I answered in prose it would not succeed
And my poetic answers are more fun to read
Since it’s called Writer’s Block, I use it for just that
Answer when I find that my writing’s gone flat
It’s not that I want to show disrespect
If your answer is different it is still correct
Even more so than mine, for you write on the theme
While I make mine fit to a double rhyme scheme.
As to why I want joy, well the answer is clear
There is too much grief in the world, too much fear
For those who have grief, I would they had joy
They should go hand in hand, so both you employ
To only have one is a sorrow indeed
For joy is the motive we have to succeed
It is love, it is kindness, and everything good
A reason to act in the way that we should
So Joy is the thing I would give and protect
And if I could, then it would be perfect.