Standing aside, watching people parade by, noticing the
differences in them all, yet knowing they are similar.
Human beings are a diverse crowd, having varied qualities
and intellects, being the person each was born to be.
A natural selection of genes, depicting how they'll look
through the years, yet their environments will alter and
change their psyches and opinions.
Giving life an interesting twist and a most entertaining
aspect to people watching in the long run.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marvelous! ! Genetics, nature/nurture, the complexities and varieties, oh my! : -) Thank you for sharing. I really enjoyed this.