People. Poem by Carl Sinderby

People.



They are good kind true and bad,
Beautiful the people who seek love,
Dangerous the people who seek power,
God could be people or a person that people told of untrue,
People learn from people,
Plenty are those who choose to follow,
Never ending cycle of life we people proceed,
New old and missed of those who are people.

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Carl Sinderby

Carl Sinderby

North West UK
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