Seeming Imperfection

The year is 365 & a 1/4 days
Some of us, can't celebrate birthdays
Every year, which is a bit unhandy
Once every 4 years, some get the candy
Perfection wasn't made to just suit our ways

Polar Song II

Upside & downside will change place
It's never each other they chase
It's each other's energy they need
From each other they can't be freed
It's nature's compulsory embrace

Some shapes & objects can displace
Only as one & the same face
Likewise, some creatures, on each other feed
In the downside of time, it was agreed

Repulsion & attraction work in space
The soul is an invisible waves' base
A force is objective, without greed
Endings become beginnings, as decreed
Our fortune, we must bear it with grace
Upside always rolls downside in the race

Change in Creation

What we see around us, is perfection
What if it could: Change in creation
You & me could start as humans
Then, it would be possible to make plans
Towards challenging variation

This sounds like a tempting extension
Yet, it will lead to deception
What if a new shape doesn't enhance
What we see for us as a good chance

Examples may cause reflection
A retriever becomes a dalmatian
A horse changes into tin cans
Stones or feathers, once were humans
Moon & Earth loose their rotation
What we see for us, will be frustration