a poem by me- My Eyes

[JKK]

My Eyes

I look around the world and see
the different ways people choose to be.
I don't have a problem with freedom of expression,
but the way people judge and act makes it seem like they're suffering from depression.
From stress or grief, they just don't get it,
stuck in the dark with no light to emit.
Like nuts in a jar not knowing how they got there,
as they all fight for theirselves, completely unaware of what they share.
How are we supposed to ever gain a mass understanding,
if we label everything and prevent our mind from expanding?
Because if people were to look, there is so much unknown,
but thanks to how we're told to act, all that matters is that your seed's sewn;
and as people judge based on looks and lust,
we forget about the importance of trust.
As long as that very key thing has not been solved
I don't know how we'll ever evolve.
But still I sit here as I wait for the start
of when we'll all have inflated hearts.

[Kodemaster]

Very nice! Thanks for sharing!!!



Jen

[D]

Refreshing!  Very awesome!  

A very clear perspective is expressed in your poem.  Thank you.  Quite heart warming