Life and People: Perspectives in Poetry

“People of Life”

Life is full of people, good and bad;

Grumpy, happy, and some even quite mad.

All kinds of people make the world complete;

Maybe not as good as ice cream.  A delightful treat.

But it’s our world just the same;

Each of us has his or her own name.

Some like it, and a few maybe not;

We are the ones that are many times, forgot!

But in life we can live one day at a time;

Many days and nights, they sometimes may not rhyme.

Yet, the clock still moves, though never fast;

So, the bad days we have will eventually pass.

People of all shapes, colors, and sizes make up life.

It’s never easy to change forms without strife.

Our Lord and Savior made us perfect at birth;

Look what’s happened. Now how much is it worth?

We destroy our bodies; male to female-female to male.

Just to live differently, like mixing a strange cocktail?

Everyone should know we all bleed the same;

Life to many is just another type of game.

Give them a game board, cards and some dice;

Let them roll in the game of life; it’s their choice.

I’ll live my life, not playing the same game;

I’ll choose peace and harmony to keep me sane.

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