by Laurenc Devita

Created on: December 10, 2008

People Song!

People and people and people,

doing what they doodlie do.

People are not islands,

even when all alone.

People we look

and people we think

people we seek on the phone.

People we cheer

and people we fear

people we hear in our head

People we hate

people we hire

people we mourn when they're dead.

Like wheeling birds are people,

Like ballet-dancing fish,

who do what the one who is next to them does

and in doing so, do as they wish.

Oh, how we are like snowflakes,

each special and single and rare,

but with all of our friends and family,

we're just drifts of snow everywhere.

People are always quite busy

doing what they dutifully do,

with scarcely a pause to ponder

Who they dutifully do it to.

Like children

who play at dress up,

big people dress up too,

it's the hat and the shirt and the gun

that makes them do what they do.

It's the Man

on the TV talking

who looks so serious and stern,

stating with Solemn Conviction

the language we'll come to learn.

We hear it again

from our neighbors

at the school for birds and fish

and do what we see them doing

and in doing so do as we wish.

We wonder what would happen

What trance might we undo,

If,

unlike the fish,

we do what we wish

before we see what they do.

It's people, and people,

and people,

that make the world we see,

Stop doing what you see them doing,

You might set all of us Free.

People and people and people

dutifully doodlie do!

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