Keith Garrett

If this could truly be i wish that what should be seen a reality,

The sun shining high above, warm and simple it should be.

Wind is an unseen gift in many a way, at times it explodes,

A light refreshing rain takes away the thirst from natures pain.

Everything is suppose to be peaceful and lets pretend in a fantasy,

What the world appears to be Is told to children still so Innocent.

Of course nothing is of perfection and everything is not at its worse,

What the world appears to be is not what from these eyes see.

Sadness in poverty all around us, stressful anger, a cry for help,

War ridden lands that from the beginning never seem to end.

Pollution beyond the streets dumped into the oceans that scream,

A fight to rule all that exists when there’s enough for all humans to enjoy.

Weapons of disaster handed without care for the all mighty dollar,

Whom can we believe, put your trust in god not men of lies with no morality.

Money and corruption just as war have been forever, evil in disguise,

I see with my eyes, listen not to the devils lies, hope is inside.