I'd build myself a city
A big, quiet town,
A city to call my own
With an uptown and no down.
Peopled by people
Who don't live in their heads,
No one lives too high;
All with homes and beds.
It'll be low tech,
Nothing quite on time.
Lots of coffee breaks
No crime.
Build myself a city,
Brick and cobblestones
Many races, many cultures
No cameras, no drones.
Dogs all walked,
Happy and quiet.
Bakeries on every corner,
Treats for every diet.
Clean and really nice,
Parks full of birds.
I'll figure it all it out
Street musicians handing out words.
Lots of coffee shops,
Nooks for the poet.
Food for thought?
Someone will grow it.
Subways for the underworld,
Skyways for highways.
Wherever you need to go,
Your-ways and my-ways.
No psychopaths, but empaths
Will find a welcome there.
There will be squirrels
Flying through the air.
And best of all
It will all fit neatly
Into my pocket,
Unless you ask sweetly.
I will lock it away
Keep it safe from hate
No guns, no attitudes;
Drop your guard at the gate.
Yes, I'd build myself a city,
A big quiet town,
A city to call my own
With an uptown and no down.
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