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Created on: February 08, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania-
I've watched as your industry has come and gone,
You gave them nothing in return,
I've seen as your housing authority has condemned and demolished
Of which you have done nothing since for either the better or the worse,
I've seen your homeless without purpose,
Living in their own refuse
As the revitalizers of the city attempt to
Clean up the filth in which they rest.
I've stood on your subway platforms
And I've watched your many express trains fly by
All while reading the insults and tagging that cover your walls,
I've walked your streets to have have seen your Police
Billy clubbing the outstanding convicts standing outside your school on Snyder Ave,
I've watched as you have let your upstanding busnesmen,
Strawbridge & Clothier, Wanamaker,
Fade and be covered by the conglomerates which will not concede,
Your abandoned coal shutes and cargo piers
Festering upon your river's shoreline,
The passing of your naval shipyard into the hands of
The foreign businessmen who allow it to change and change,
I've never seen you bleed as bad
As your violence has conquered your good,
I've never seen you need as bad
Since your leaders've stuffed their pockets
While the city convulses in such great need.
The proud, the few who've stayed
Continue to call this city home
And have nothing bad to say about her,
Those who've lived and will die there,
Those who've lived and have died there,
Those who've left and come back
And'll probably never leave again,
Hungry for the food at the Reading,
Precious are the jewels on the Row,
Rocky stands at the foot of his museum's stair,
But the city's not kind enough to place him where he'd belong,
Inside Frankilin is Baldwin's masterpiece, X-60000,
At the east end of Market Street stands Indepedence Hall,
Where our fore-bearers of freedom created freedom for us all,
Bill stands atop of city hall,
Watching the land granted to him by a debt of the king,
Bill stands pondering the future of this place,
This city of brotherly love,
He has seen everything that stands in her way,
May God bless this place,
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania-
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