Perspective

We view the world, each with different eyes

For we all wear different lenses of morals

Our eyes see the world in different ways

For some, light for us is darkness for them

And some see better in the dark than they do in the light

We chase away what we don’t understand

And instead of going, it harasses us; gnaws on our conscience with guilt

But if we tried to understand, to sympathize to see what their eyes see

Perhaps then could the world finally know peace

Because, then, we would truly see

With the enemy’s eyes

And we would be looking at the world

From a different light

But perhaps, this would crush us

To see the world in different ways

To have all that we learnt, crushed

The false assurances that we were right, crumbling away

To see ourselves as villains, instead of heroes

It’s as if looking into a one-way glass

With only a little information

Most of it, petty lies

And imagining the things happening on the other side

And then realizing

What really happens