On Perception Poem by Madison Montgomery

You do not see what I see from this river stream.
All the treasures in the world never had but one witness
Though they have been seen by thousands.
We never seen what they saw.
The eyes may have seen the same objective,
You would say...
The mind did not see the same thing.
The word 'perception' has been twisted quite a lot.
It has been replaced with 'seen' or 'thought.'
But we cannot see perception.
It is a transition to being.

On a deserted island or in the Antarctic,
Man would say, 'I've seen it first, ' but what he
Should say is, 'I perceived it first.'
With all the creatures in this small world
Who are we to say that no one has seen it before?
No man? Maybe
But a bird's eye view has seen much far than we.
Who's to say that it is not theirs?
They have chose to leave it be
For the rest of the world.

Obsession is the same as Depression;
But what similarities does it have to Perception?
It is people's obsession for possession,
Which comes from our only lonely perception.
A philosopher's desire for the truth
Is the same as a stubborn man's for pride.
It cannot be unshaken
And over time gets more wicked.
The seeker of truth looks for his own truth
And the seeker of pride wants for his own pride
Because of perception neither one can be right.
Thus perception cannot be said in words
Nor can a piece of land be claimed as ours.