people
To you I say this one simple thing,
What kinds of people do you see?
The man in the food stand by the road,
The woman who takes care of toads,
A young boy with a book in his hand,
An older girl with her feet in the sand,
An old man on a rocking chair,
A boy with braids in his hair,
Or people like you or like me,
What kind of people do you see?
This poem is about:
Our world