Chicagoetry: The City

THE CITY

I am just a boy from a
quiet town
The brights lights of The City got me
hangin' round
The North Side, the West Side, the
South Side

too there's always
someone to meet and always something to

dooo yeah

I want to build a City now
upon this land
And all I ask of you is that you
take my hand The city that

awaits awaits

upon this ground
Door by door and street by street and
town by town

the difference faces, the different places
the people walkin' round
I WONDER

WHAT THEY'RE
THINKING

Some day I think I can build a City
of my own
Hope I won't be building
all alone

Brother: I know the game is
hard to play
When every good deed is met with
no real pay

And Sister: I know sometimes it's
hard to try
When every hello becomes
just another goodbye

just another goodbye

just another goodbye . . . (retard)

HEY;
HELLO

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J. J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He can reached at jjtindall@yahoo.com. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress.

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