We are not perfect...
We are just humans with a nature to be mean..
But, Love gives a perfect Gleem...
But, love isn't always there...
Too often it is evil and hatred...
And because it exist most of us don't care..
Too often fear we do tread...
Like nature...
There are flowers....
There are Thorns...
Then, there is the between, roses....
So grab life by the horns...
Stop setting there watching poses..
We are not Perfect...

I know, it stinks.I just wanted to try it.