iMPerfEcT wORld

 

In an imperfect world, perfection is a curse
In a journey to nowhere, a map is useless
In a land without rules, honesty is an anomaly
In a loveless life, affection is a pretence
In a community without faith, god is just an illusion

Sometimes we just have to let it go
To accept that truth is not always best
Sometimes we just have to move on
And agree to disagree

What is poison to me, could be an antidote for you
What is right for me, could be wrong for you
That I detest, may be your endearment
The fragrance that reminds me of all that is good, could just be the stench of death for you

It is an imperfect world, and we are all jigsaws pieces that do not fit

- S.T. Arasu