As I look out,
Into the wonderful sunrise
I know that there is a God.
For nothing could have created such a sight.
I know that this is one of,
The world's most beautiful sights.
And yet, we fight?
Over nothing but greed.
Waterfalls will flow in the forests.
The sun will always rise and set,
The raindrops will forever fall,
And with them, the tears of us all.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
So why did God make us all blind?
For this does not make sense,
That we still fight.
When will we be unblinded?
When will we see?
That one day the rain will stop falling.
And we will never have been able to see it.