Imperfect Observation

Just another collection of thoughts running through my mind.. observations of mine that aren't necessarily correct, but an imperfect world, means imperfect observations!

Savages in power, is the hour fast approaching?
injustice... injustice of immeasurable measures.

We're blind inside our daily lives, with those who feel the motion..

sickness from the speed at which they're going,

destination? they're never knowing..

All the secrets that are held behind the doors of higher powers.

How come we never seek the reasons for why we're left sweeping the floors of higher powers?

It's like a daily chore,

enduring all the mess becomes our duty, whatever they throw at you,

it can relieve the pain if you'd expand your mind to know the truth.

So hold the new you for a second,

[Re-enter the older version]

and try to list the flaws you find and think whether it's worth it

forgetting what is real, our searches lead us to perfection

[or so we think]

When we're always told there's no perfection,

in this world in which we are residents..

I'm looking for reasons why,

why we're looking to the ground when 

there's hope in the sky...