The Queen City

by Latorial Faison

It's getting hot in the Queen City
lots of folks out there looking for pity

On my way home they stand and stare
leaving me to wonder of the burdens they bear

It's sad and sickening, we've come to this
homelessness, hunger and crack...poverty's nothingness

Adolescents wondering to and fro
a sad, cold mankind they've come to know

When we move in...they move out
they say that's what Beatties Ford is all about

Our social classes clash while churches compete
after over fifty years of our forefathers fighting in unison to be free

Explain this to me when it's broken down to you
as I see it, in this race there's plenty of work to do

Slipping...just slipping...and falling fast
to where some never did see 40 acres come to pass

If we sacrificed pride for a touch of obedience
the generational curse would soon be defeated

Twenty years from now on the Queen City I'll look
and hopefully reflect on dreams that crack overlooked

The Queen City by Latorial Faison

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