Town

Watching the world go by;

People of every shape and size

Doing their shopping with a sigh.

People in love and people alone,

Young and old, black and white,

Walking past deep in thought,

Mixing together as is their right.

From my vantage point I see

All kinds of things that others miss;

A smacked hand for a naughty child

Or a tender smile with a lover's kiss.

People seem so full of haste

Trapped by the lives they lead;

Exercise and food do the body fine

But their minds they never feed.

I'm sure there is a better way

To make the whole world care;

One day, maybe I'll know,

But for now I'll just sit and stare.