More to life

Look through the window, what do I see?
All of the beauty outside for me
Birds in the trees, light and the sun
So far to go, much room to run
Why do we judge and putdown and lie?
Why do we wish to make others cry?
Do you not look and see what I see?
Do you not want to have this with me?
All of the beauty life has, to behold
You hold it to ransom, you turn it to mold
I look every day and see the revoltion.
Id much rather walk in the sand, near the ocean.
Even at work the nasties perform
I sit back and think, is it worth all the storm?
The beauty life is, some so unaware
I for one am so glad it is here
The angry fools of everyday life
The ones who wish to deal out the strife
Go away and bury your cares
No-one is wanting to carry your fears
Life is too short to have you around
Life is for living with happiness found