The Imperfect World (Die unvollkommenen Welt is the German version)

The English, orginal, poem

If we could only save our selves,

The world would be good.

If we could be true to eachother,

Then Earth would be pure.

If we could just be obedient,

Then there would be no punishment.

But we're not. 

We're not pure.

We're not all good.

We're always needing punishment.

So there it is. 

The wrong world.

The imperfect world.

The Earth.

Author's Note

This is the English version. I just am trying to learn a different language... I think that I'm going to do a Spanish version too...

Reviews

[Liz]

This poem surprised me, I really like it. It's very intriguing.
Good job(: