Monday, May 30, 2016

the city

by wiggly jones, "the little hippie boy"

illustration by konrad kraus and roy dismas

different folks have different ideas
of how life ought to be
some want to do their duty
others just want to be free

some folks want to live forever
in peace and love they trust
others want to conquer the world
and rub its face in the dust

some live inside the great city
others on the outskirts bleak
a few still live in the country
but they will be here next week

once some folks lived in castles
others in hovels bare
now they gather at mcdonalds and wendy’s
and smoothies and fries they share

once some lived in mansions
and walked down marble halls
with pictures of their ancestors
staring from the walls

they slept on sheets of satin
and in the morning rode to hounds
but in the new world such behavior
is strictly out of bounds

others stayed below the stairs
and made the cakes and tea
but now they too are swept along
by the tide of history

the city walls are towering
blotting out the sun
over those who dreamt of glory
and those who just wanted to have fun

those who wanted to save the world
from patriarchy and from sin
those who wanted to invent the games
that only they could win

those who shouted at meetings
with whatever they had to say
and others who were happy
to watch television all day

now all are gathered together
in one happy amalgamation
there is a bit of pushing and shoving
but the train never leaves the station

the city gates are closing
closing in the wind and snow
a few sad stragglers talk to themselves
but they have no place to go

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