I have taught in the city--3 years.
I have lived in the city---6 years
I have:
dined in Detroit
had picnics on Belle Isle
Watched the fireworks for 20 years from behind COBO HALL
Yelped at the Hoe-Down
Embraced Hart Plaza
played softball with Derrick Coleman in the city
Walked the streets of Cass Avenue anytime of the day and night
Handed out food on Christmas day on Michigan Avenue
Volunteered in numerous programs in the city
Laughed
Celebrated
Cried
with the city for 20 plus years
Now I wave good-bye
and PRAY for the city
I love and miss dearly
Afraid it may never again be
What it once WAS
A world CLASS city
Which none other could be compared
None dared even be an equal
I love and miss
The city I knew
It pains me now
To see it crumble
GIVE UP THE WAR AGAINST SUBURBIA!
Allow the people to heal the city
It must not be a fight of color
For surely the city will simply die
If we push one group out
Simply to prove our point
Isolation is NOT survival
Desperation will not justify our fear
It was a world CLASS city
Now it suffers from CLASS warfare
How full is my glass?
Will that matter when the city's gone?
What will matter
100 years from now?
That I was BLACK
Or maybe even WHITE?
All that counts
Is the legacy of DETROIT
Will it be continued?
Or do we euthanize it NOW!?