There's many types and sizes, with their odd and unique forms, among the human beings that differ from our average status norms.
There are these weathered fellows, somewhat cautious and reserved, who struggle for survival with their humor and their nerve.
From the city where the hypnotic rush is swift, just a-trailing along in the traffic, plumb content just to drift.
A-walkin' in the rain, their faces pure bliss enlightenment, contrasted to others in their pain.
Sombreros pushed way back, shaded up until the sun set before they make another track.