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arsenal of democracy, Detroit MI, drugs, economic revival, poem, racism, Renaissance, ruins, rust belt, the rust, unemployment
I love my city,
The “D”.
It is old
and vibrant,
a colorful soul
in torment.
We were once the Motor City,
the Arsenal of Democracy.
Then came the Rust.
The Rust
Coated everything,
so that great buildings
fell in ruins.
The Rust
coated economic theories
and further divided
a divided people
With drugs,jail,
poverty and
a lack of
opportunities.
Now its 2016 in
the “D”, into
our third Renaissance.
But we still lack
our shop keepers,
May their numbers ever grow.
Stone and Temple © 