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Some are old

Some are new

Some aren’t either

And some leave too soon

Some are different in size

Others in colour

And either respect their differences

Or find excuse to hurt each other

 

Some operate like clockwork

Some stand still

Some are happy

And others are happy with pills

Some know who they are

They tell themselves they do

Others are perpetually lost

Searching for their truth

 

Some believe in A

Others believe in B

But some don’t believe in any

And their conscience is clean

Some give to help

Others keep for power

Taking what they want

Under a bullet shower

 

Some have nothing

Never wanting more

Others have everything

With satisfaction behind a locked door

Some are born into greatness

And have nothing to achieve

Others are born ambitious

And only have to dream

 

Justin Oliver Shaw