“PERFECTION IS A VOTE FOR US!”
Why can’t we let perfection die?
Is it so hard to do?
Yes, it is because we’re always looking for “brand new.”
We think that brand new is better, and it can be attained,
Yet, every time we’ve tried for it, we exit over-strained.
On THIS side is perfection, or, perhaps, over there,
Perfect the martial art, and THEN, all clear will be our air.
Yet, living air is filled with flies, and pollen irritates.
We think that perfect is for us and disregard The Fates,
And fish don’t thrive in water that is too clean;
Perhaps perfection is the point which is not fat or lean.
The thing is we are guessers, guessing what is best,
Confident that we can figure things and pass the test.
I think that, once we pass the test, we want to do some more.
Eventually, to know all answers that are there in the store.
Existence is a laughing thing, that laughs at all our dreams,
Our perfect ways Existence slays, unravelling our seams.
Tears for America