An Imperfect World

There once was a girl
Who lived in a world of stone
Her heart, her body, and her soul
Was all that she had
All that she owned

Filled with hope
But lost of love
She watched day by day
Seeing everything
From above

Filling with sorrow
For every person that died
And with horrors of murders
She stood on rooftops
And often cried:

Beauty behold me
Beauty enfold me
Cover me in grace
Perfect the people

Impossibility is thrown
Boundaries are gone
A new world
A new creation

Love behold me
Love enfold me
Cleanse our hate
Perfect the people

Beautiful love
Lovely beauty
A new world
A new creation