People Watching
Too many blinks, the pitter patter of feet.
Reconnecting to earth’s magnetic field.
Oblivious to each other, yet recycling air as one.
Movement is all that is shared in accord
People-watching is a favourite sport.
Individuals bustling to their rhythm.
Life blossoming in the different chaos.
Heads down, laughter ringing through.
Mothers holding sons, fathers holding daughters.
People-watching is a favourite sport.
Judging through stares while unseen reality unfolds.
Grieving losses, celebrating victories.
Working things out, yet conflicts stay brewing.
Listening to voices, each curated to suit
People-watching is a favourite sport.
Some searching for answers, some offering solutions.
Phones out, fingers massaging polycarbonate.
Headphones on, head bobbing in tempo
Wise choices, folly decisions making
People-watching is a favourite sport.
