Poem for the People - Chicago

If the people only knew

If they could visualize

Just open their eyes

Even stop to think about

If they could open their minds

They could get beyond

The world’s a funny place, you know

Most of what goes on

Is rarely funny

Rarely funny

At all

Could the people understand

In all their whispered screams

And colorless dreams

Could they finally comprehend

If they could suddenly see

And suddenly feel

The world’s a funny place, you know

Most of what goes on

Is rarely funny

Rarely funny

At all