She was from Chicago, but was this where she belonged?
Her name was She, and she wanted to go
To the place she always dreamed of
A place she called home
Chicago was Culture
Wearing dresses and ponytails not caring what others thought,
she drew on walls and danced in the water.
Artists and writers from Chicago made her love
The old stories and plays she always heard of
She felt she was only from Chicago
When she would go Places like downtown, and River North
Places like these
invited people in by how nice and clean they looked.
Places of priority
These places were where people wanted to travel to
The huge streets, city lights, diverse
races and languages.
Happy to pass by people who spoke Russian, French,
or broken English.
Chicago Was Art
There is a lot of art downtown but there isn't really any in the neighborhoods, especially in neighborhoods of minority.
Dancers and Singers on the train station platform
not only for money but for the entertainment of others.
This music moved her, and her friends danced too, but you never knew that music could emotionally impact her when those very friends would get her in trouble.
the old churches found in the depths
the opera and ballet, the libraries always full
Studios, dance, and art in every route you stumbled upon
These things were what she learned
And this was how she grew
But Dreams were never reality She knew of life not like us,
She looked at the world and saw clouds, rainbows, oceans and trees not hardship, trash, and thieves.
Her Chicago was all she knew
She could fall asleep in that place of make-believe
But when she would woke reality became true
This is where she became She: strong, confident, and gleeful.
Her Chicago was all she knew
Somewhere she called home
To the place she always dreamed of
Her name Was She, and she wanted to go
Chicago was but so many things
but was this where she belonged?
From the 826CHI Student Publication: Chaos Comes Naturally