On the middle of the corner, in the middle of the street
People stood upon their hands and walked upon their feet
Passing buildings quickly, with windows stacked up low
across busy intersections, where nobody could go
Passed the lonely baker, who was playing with his meat
Passed the school bus driver, who drove a bus that had no seats
Passed the town librarian, who was learning how to read
Passed the determined farmer, who harvested his seeds
Passed the peace corps building, which was breaking out in fight
Passed the b-ball court, where the children were all white
Passed the city dump, filled with brand new mercedes
Passed the rich district, which was really very shady
Across the flowing ocean, where no water had a place
Through the crowded mob of people, where nobody had a face
Up the steepest hill, which to ascend you had to slide
The password spoken honesttly, so we knew you must have lied
Through the unlocked gate, which swung locked right behind
to a place where people searched endlessly, for things they'd never find
where people who saw sickness, didn't care to find a cure
where people who were tainted, had the ***** to claim so pure
where people who were feasting, didn't have any food to spare
where shoemakers kicked at homeless, who's feet didn't have a pair
where pacificstic people, were often forced to duel
where the hopelessly uneducated, were denied a school
down main street, where the people's needs were second
i saw a statue of a man, who began to beckon
so i went right up the stairs, passed the man into city hall
where a gathering had taken place, citizens hugged the walls
I walked right up to a man, and we began to speak
I asked about the town, which had started to look bleak
"Nonsense," he countered, "we're most certainly at our best!"
I smiled back enduringly, sure he had to jest
"Just take a look" he said to me, and pointed out the door
and suddenly, before my eyes, money rained upon the floor
priceless gems and sea shells, gathered from the shore
and women who wore no clothes, but were tatooed 'whore'
My mouth opened slightly, and I admit to nothing witty,
instead, I questioned, "but what about the people in the city?"
he looked at me and smirked, with a wink i must admit was stealthy
"forget that now, can't you just enjoy the fact that i'm so wealthy?"
"Well sure," I admit generously, "but aren't you supposed to lead?
And spread this money around, to teach and clothe and feed?"
Scowling, he shook his head, "I do the best I can"
so I gave it one last try, before it all hit the fan
"I'm sorry, sir, just one more thing, I don't want to make you late"
as I looked disgustedly at the massive amount of food piled on his plate
"Yes, boy, what is it?" (as his belly starts to inflate)
"What about all the people, the people behind the gate?"
We both looked out past the city, where people had started to bleed
passed the dying culture, who was being eaten by greed
passed the fat man who stood before me, who could save lives but was too lazy
"Them?" he laughed heartily, "oh they're mighty fuckin' crazy."
Jun 15, 2010
Jun 15, 2010 at 4:12 PM UTC
On the middle of the corner, in the middle of the street
People stood upon their hands and walked upon their feet
Passing buildings quickly, with windows stacked up low
across busy intersections, where nobody could go
Passed the lonely baker, who was playing with his meat
Passed the school bus driver, who drove a bus that had no seats
Passed the town librarian, who was learning how to read
Passed the determined farmer, who harvested his seeds
Passed the peace corps building, which was breaking out in fight
Passed the b-ball court, where the children were all white
Passed the city dump, filled with brand new mercedes
Passed the rich district, which was really very shady
Across the flowing ocean, where no water had a place
Through the crowded mob of people, where nobody had a face
Up the steepest hill, which to ascend you had to slide
The password spoken honesttly, so we knew you must have lied
Through the unlocked gate, which swung locked right behind
to a place where people searched endlessly, for things they'd never find
where people who saw sickness, didn't care to find a cure
where people who were tainted, had the ***** to claim so pure
where people who were feasting, didn't have any food to spare
where shoemakers kicked at homeless, who's feet didn't have a pair
where pacificstic people, were often forced to duel
where the hopelessly uneducated, were denied a school
down main street, where the people's needs were second
i saw a statue of a man, who began to beckon
so i went right up the stairs, passed the man into city hall
where a gathering had taken place, citizens hugged the walls
I walked right up to a man, and we began to speak
I asked about the town, which had started to look bleak
"Nonsense," he countered, "we're most certainly at our best!"
I smiled back enduringly, sure he had to jest
"Just take a look" he said to me, and pointed out the door
and suddenly, before my eyes, money rained upon the floor
priceless gems and sea shells, gathered from the shore
and women who wore no clothes, but were tatooed 'whore'
My mouth opened slightly, and I admit to nothing witty,
instead, I questioned, "but what about the people in the city?"
he looked at me and smirked, with a wink i must admit was stealthy
"forget that now, can't you just enjoy the fact that i'm so wealthy?"
"Well sure," I admit generously, "but aren't you supposed to lead?
And spread this money around, to teach and clothe and feed?"
Scowling, he shook his head, "I do the best I can"
so I gave it one last try, before it all hit the fan
"I'm sorry, sir, just one more thing, I don't want to make you late"
as I looked disgustedly at the massive amount of food piled on his plate
"Yes, boy, what is it?" (as his belly starts to inflate)
"What about all the people, the people behind the gate?"
We both looked out past the city, where people had started to bleed
passed the dying culture, who was being eaten by greed
passed the fat man who stood before me, who could save lives but was too lazy
"Them?" he laughed heartily, "oh they're mighty fuckin' crazy."