GAWD, you went >there<?
To the place of my inception and first, imprinted impressions? Fine. Detroit was the soil of my first 23 years. Majestic and malevolent, all, juxtaposed ...
For those w/ FacePlant:
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street walker, street worker, street lurker
2012.01
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
back and forth to public indoctrination school
as i watched us each, be individually traumatized
in 31 flavors
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
growing up scraping for beauty and independence
while we waited for each second friday, to come
to get next script for food, clothes and life
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
absorbing the trauma, of national guard tanks and foot soldiers
one street over, navigating to battle the emotions brewing
to triumph ov'r hearts, bodies and minds
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
once covered in majestic elm canopies rivaling Lothlórien
then the dutch beetle, introduced like napalm
to deforest our 'hoods, and enhance surveillance
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
walking to the factory, to twist 3" nuts, on 3" bolts
perceiving that reality, was, nuts, and bolts
that i wanted, no part of
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
distributing medicinals, looking for escape and portals
never understanding, i was a member, in a movement
too confounded to even seek for spiritual pathways
yeah, i walked these streets, i worked these streets
embracing, the angst in the music and the times
pondering, the mc5, stooges, seger and john sinclair
longing to be at woodstock, too young to even know
where it was, or how to get, to where i wanted to be
i am, still seeking
with ... incendiary heart
