Back to Chicago

Back to the city

Where it all began

When I was a child

The first skyline

That my eyes took in

Formidable Lake Michigan

The lake that feeds us

But almost took my life

Back to Chicago

We go

Express Religion

Religion in sound bite form

Looses something

From the depth

Of a northern light

To the quick selling

Famine

Plight

Not even good

Or alright

Express religion

In its cheapest form

Up Town

On the town

Their is a place

To go

When the world grows

Weary in your eyes

When the sun rises

Feelings anew

Coffee in New York City

Is the best place to remember

That life is a continuum

Of the new and old

When the world looks back

To say thanks

For all you have grown