Beautiful People
So many beautiful people in our city
I see them on the bus
Downtown they teach their kids the value of shopping
We see the tones of their bodies
And have the privilege of saying hello
I am one that hears the colour of their brains
Different from mine in a nice way
They sing from a different memory
Everyone is coming to Vancouver, Canada
There is an attraction of softer experiences here
There are new memories to be engaged in
We see the colours of everyone’s heart
Everyone has such a different way of being gentle
You can see it on the skytrain
It is evident in meetings
Never again will there be one way of seeing
© 2007 Rudolf Penner
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Beautiful People
So many beautiful people in our city
I see them on the bus
Downtown they teach their kids the value of shopping
We see the tones of their bodies
And have the privilege of saying hello
I am one that hears the colour of their brains
Different from mine in a nice way
They sing from a different memory
Everyone is coming to Vancouver, Canada
There is an attraction of softer experiences here
There are new memories to be engaged in
We see the colours of everyone’s heart
Everyone has such a different way of being gentle
You can see it on the skytrain
It is evident in meetings
Never again will there be one way of seeing
© 2007 Rudolf Penner
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November 13, 2007 - Posted by poemtree6 | social commentary