I was dreamin’, in my dreamin’,
of an aspect bright and fair.
Tho’ then my sleepin’, it was broken,
but my dream, it lingered near.
In the form of shinin’ valleys
where the pure air recognized.
All of my senses, newly open,
well, I awakened into the cry:
That the people have the power
to redeem the work of fools.
From the meek, the graces shower,
it’s decreed: The people rule.
Lyrics from “People Have the Power” by Patti Smith, 1988.
Photos by Rick Stachura. 7th Avenue South. June 24, 2018.