I am here on top of a cliff
Seeing the world as I am in the lift
With my pierce eyes seeing the rift
Of the earth below which is a gift.
The rift on earth that I can see,
With my 20-20 vision I see clearly
A place to live comfortably
But there is a rift how can that be?
I ask God, why there is a rift
That my 20-20 vision can always see
The earth that is a perfect gift
Where I worship Him on bended knee
As I was thinking now and before
My 20-20 Vision had seemed gone wrong
As I see the earth’s imperfect side
Should I always view it on the positive side?
A glass that is half empty or half full,
Or roses with thorns or thorns with roses
To view the earth as beautiful
its up to me what I really chooses
.Will I always see the whiteness of the paper?
And not the black dot on top of it
Will I look at the imperfection of others?
Or look for their goodness even just a bit
I know that each has a mission
To achieve it, use the 20/20 vision
Coz, God wants that His creations
Fulfill their mission with satisfaction
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Yes Malou, so true, the world is not perfect. God has given us all talents to help make things a bit better. If we use them for that purpose, peace of mind will be ours. Your rhymes are pleasant and your 20/20 vision contrasts nicely with the awe expressed.