my city my love

I want to tell you about my city,
in all her glory, in all her depth,
to show you why I'm faith full to her,
despite the hardships in our relationship.
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She's beautiful at night,
the lanterns glow,
and the shadows of the days people prowl.
Her buildings old and forgotten ,
stand tall like my own detroit,
with all its empty loss and pain.
She strengthens and grows within the years,
moving forward and back in the blink of an eye.
And all the children in her womb crowd around,
bustling and hustling, unaware of her,
even though they lay in her depths.

She's strong at her top,
with her heart at the bay,
her feet in our sisters,
side by side they lay.
She's parted in three,
divided in two,
still united as one,
all hamiltonians through and through.

From the rolling smoke of dofassco,
the busy vendors downtown,
to self relying business,
about to make our break on their own.