If

If I could bring into my head That stupidity is dead, Walk the street towards the park Without hearing a bad remark On the way myself I carry Or the reason my face is merry. If I could only make my head Understand the way I dread All the mean faces I see That direct their hate to me Every morning in the subway, Every chance I have a say. If I could only turn the heads Of the owners of the lands In which happiness is drained From children too work strained. If only I could choose the head That brings a country better bread. If only I could earn the power To make a change in the shower Of poverty and guilt and suffering And sadness and death and crying. If only I could tell the world That peace can be won with a word… Love.