All of the people
spread out in many
ways.
The tree
of life
grows a branch every day,
reaching out
it's limbs crawling 
with new
littles.

People are kind
gentle
lovely and human
caring for
those who don't. 
Growing: a heart
a glowing beam of light
do not let it die.

The people may
be powerful
But weakness is an enemy
and dawn
is approaching.

The people stretch
out and begin
to walk
work
will
people will
achieve greatness 
the day is here
and plenty to be
done.
But people
work hard 
and accomplish
the unimaginable.

Together
they 
defeat
grow
begin
end
fight
resolve.

The people of life