All kinds of beings make up our race
Big and small of different takes
People are of various makes
Like five fingers differ in size
Some reach out, are at all zones
Make rocket science, shoot up in space
In search of stars, and moons and other lands
Some are lazy, so live their life
Finding to do nothing at all
Some live like they will ever be there
All the cares of the world know not where
Some are toiling day and night
Nothing on earth will make them halt
Until death they only work
Born to give, and not to take
Some like wolf of little Red Riding hood
Live their life fooling others quick
Cheating, scheming, is all they do
Some are parasites, they like to suck
And thrive on happily, on their luck
They make no hay but live their way
Some pious ones always pray and share
And live their lives for others care
Some hit the bottle at very early age
And all they do is drink and die
Some are happy just to be around
Five times food
And three times sleep
Some are like the cuckoo bird
Cunning and bright
They lays the eggs
In others nests
To see it hatch and spring
Without the effort to bear offspring
And some are monks
Who renounce all
Wish for only
The other life
Some are robbers
They like to gather
Precious jewels and dollar
Skilled to snatch from the other
Some like being rapists
To show their might
On the weak and trodden
Feel they have a right
Some are fanatics
Who love their beliefs
To wear it up their sleeve
In the name they care
Also to burn and hate
It happens to this date
Now and then
Some make difference
By the color of skin
You are black and I am white
And for others there is caste
Creed and class
That is high as the mountain
And low like at sea
And for those like us dear friends
Are the ones who love to write
With words we say
What comes to heart
In words we write
Happy we be this way !
Always Vivian
Ron
burnt out before their life has begun.
Writers are happy?
Impostors I say! :)
budd
Sandie