The Perfect Symphony
The world is but a circus,
It's people are just clowns,
I am a conducter,
I can't do much with clowns,
But if you come and play my tune,
We might just turn this world around.
We could be a symphony,
Without the act,
In harmony,
We don't need to be a clown,
To run around,
Chasing things,
Falling down.
We can be free of this circus,
Leading lives of purpose,
Not alone,
Together,
Only can we be free,
In unity,
A perfect symphony.
I am the conducter.
This poem is about:
Our world