Tales From Gotham

The cranes have eminent domain in the sky

Testaments to upwards manifest destiny

Sears

Trumps

Hancock

Street corners littered with eager pedestrians for their domain lies in the streets

Taming rabid bolting taxi cars

Cameras oversee your every move

Drive too fast or cross faded white lines too soon

FLASH

Find yourself posing for pricey pictures

The city never sleeps

Vibrant and teaming with life

Teaming with systematic segregation

Red lines run from 95th to Howard creating imaginary borders

Separating

Black

and

White

Rich

and

Poor

The haves

and

The  have nots

Gun shots, sirens, and tears are the city’s number one exports

Empathy, humanity, and civility

Archaic  artifacts

Extinct long ago

A city full of questions but lacking answers

Full of wealth but lacking equity

Full of beauty but lacking perspective

Tell me

Whose voices do you hear

Why does progress occur only within certain city limits

As if Black and Brown skin establishes a limit on the aid that you receive

Ostracized and left to fend for themselves

Fighting for their lives each day that they rise

Scrapping in red lined boxing rings

Hands up at all times

Because the city deals

Blows

after

Blows

after

Blows

Driven against gentrified ropes

Trying to pop back up

But

Failing             Public             School             Jabs

Food

Dessert

Uppercuts

and

Gun

Violence

Hay-makers 

Deal earth-rattling blows

Bloodied and disoriented with counts ringing in ears

1

New closed school

3

More unsolved murders

5

Children forced to grow up without a father

7

Years a slave to this system of mass incarceration

9

You better get up before the city knocks you out for good

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