HUMANITY
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Dancing with an angel
Singing with a devil
Music in all the people
Lessons I learn
Such a good pupil
Just years of listening
Time spent talking
Miles just walking
Life just passing by
Asking always why
How and who
Wanting to wear the other shoe
Finding out what it is like for you
Trying to understand
When you need me I hold your hand
I hide behind a wall
when you push me away
Not wanting to be hurt
Telling myself it’s just another day
Look at the lovers
Babies with proud Mothers
Grandparents looking so tired
All their grandchildren they have acquired
A messy garden with a crooked gate
A starved child with his empty plate
A bloated belly with his greedy mate
A handsome man with a beauty on his arm
Knowing he has so much charm
A lonely gent from world war one
Years ago he had an army
Now all on his own
One day it is barmy
The next snowy
Floods remove life
Fires heat the wood
Taking away all what seems good
A policeman is on his radio
A teen lip sinks to the stereo
A young girl looks so pretty
Had her hair done in the city
A business man walks fast
His heart won’t last
Stressed to bits
Like passing ships
His wife goes in and he out
Some youths on the nearby street shout
A man waters his vegetables on his patch
It’s so interesting to people watch
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