Whose People?

Whose People?

inspired by a picture of a crowded escalator

People coming,
People going,
Each, a story,
Of shame or glory?
Each a face
Within a race;
Without a name
Or claim to fame?
Hiding well
So you can’t tell
Their fears and factions,
Dire reactions!

But no!
They’re all wonderful,
I find;
Amazing stories,
Golden-lined, like us,
With humour, drama,
Clandestine!

How wonderful,
Remarkable,
Our storyline –
Yes, yours and mine.

 

Poem by Peter Caton © 2017