People Over Things

I like to see people more than things.And it’s so often things that are portrayedWhen you glance at the cover of a magazine.And the famous sell themselves off for partsWhen what interests me is the whole.All the same, now and then,I search for it in between And now and again, I find it, But most of the time it’s fallen throughBy giving the world the thing it thinks it wants.Perhaps it is a mistake to look for a soul where there is not.Surely. Surely. And there are plenty of wholes hidingIn my daily walk. But even there, sometimesThey’re hard to see, for so manyAdvertise their useless parts, Covering up the wholeI long to see.And would to God That I saw more people and less things.