The world is imperfect

That we all can agree

Pain is felt to the core

The cement is cracked

The air is unsafe

People don't have water,

Or food

It seems that no matter where you are

All that matters is how imperfect the world is

People are blind

And some are going deaf

Many are silenced

But still, they all seem to tell us

Just how imperfect the world is

But, I can't help but just laugh in at the sky

Because no matter how many times you hear how imperfect the world is

How often do you see somebody trying to change it?

It one thing should be changed,

At least in my humble opinion,

Is all the complainers

Just complaining and not do anything

To fix the flaws that glare at them

Shouting to them

On how obvious it is that

The world is imperfect