by Carl Sandburg
I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me,
what is happiness.
And I went to famous executives who boss the work of thousands
They all shook their heads and gave me a smile, as though I
was trying to fool with them.
And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along the Des Plaines
And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with their
women and children and a keg of beer and an accordion.