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This used to be my town.
I walked these streets,
I strolled that park,
I kicked to those beats.
But they took it away,
Despite my home,
Despite my family,
Despite my bones.
I was once a person,
My presence got felt
I was at the table,
When the hands got dealt.
But they took me away,
Despite my feet,
Despite my hunger,
Despite my street
Corner where I sat,
And cried out for mercy,
But underneath the traffic
Nobody ever heard me.
This used to be my town,
People knew my name
I had a place,
And people often came.
Over to visit,
Stopped to say hi,
But over on my corner,
I only have time.
To feel insignificant,
In the body politic,
To the capitalist hound
Owners who are sick.
Do they know I have a heart?
Do they know I have a will?
Do they care that I’m there?
Or should I just get killed.
Should I just go toke up,
And drink myself half blind,
What the fucks it matter?
All I have is time.
I used to believe in mankind
But all I see is man,
Holding all the power
And kicking us like cans.
My home, once had served me,
Provided me with care,
But now there’s only towers
And pricing that’s not fair.
And towers will only get taller,
Freeways get more wide,
And my street just keeps closing in,
Like I’m supposed to hide.
This used to be my home!
They have no bloody right!
They will know the price of me,
When get up and fight.
Everyone will listen,
Everyone will heed,
I am going to go now,
And sit upon the street.
I was really born here!
You’re on my property,
You will have to drive around,
I will never leave.
This is where they sold my job,
And this is where I breathe,
I’ve come back to stake my claim,
And I will never leave.
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