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Poems - The Mural of Prescott (lyrics)

The Mural of Prescott (lyrics)

by Huberjack

I'm walking in Prescott in midsummer heat,
deciding to stroll off the main boulevard,
on Whiskey Row Alley, the signs would repeat,
where once drunken locals had staggered and sparred.

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A wall of blue, red and brown
says it's people that make a great town.
The artist shows us its heart
and its citizens echo his art.

A wall of dried stucco and paint would appear,
a colorful mural that seemed out of place,
depicting the past with such passion and cheer,
and each painted person as one to embrace.

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The artists took care to present in best light
historic events and the ones who took part,
with pride, it was obvious, bold, yet polite,
I stare at the beauty they sought to impart.

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I think of my feeling when first I arrived,
No matter the look of a township's confines,
the age of the sidewalks, if businesses thrived,
a city is people, not buildings and signs,

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Repeat through outro:
A courtyard clay wall,
reflecting the past,
a city is people,
their silhouettes cast.

Copyright © 2009 by Jack Huber-
All rights reserved.

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