Life's Play Poem by Jorge Vespucci

Oh is life not a wondrous play?
A role set by each and none two the same
I stroll amidst the crowds of actors
And playwrights each one a show for themselves
All the people I brush by live out their life
Not knowing they are part of a grand picture
Painted by you and I

From humble beginnings eons ago to this point in existence
too old or all too young
All this perfection orchestrated by Mother Nature
And each new casting a future for us to behold
But yet so many fail to see what abysmal additions
We do so apply, wrecking havoc upon thy sets
Humanity has played out on
and so new chapters unravel as generations play out
A vacant canvas that we sketch out
New sets and new roles lead by the flow of humans and nature.