Cracked Concrete

Overpass loaded past its weight

Skybridges tumbling to the ground

Rusty rails bearing no freight

Empty warehouse making no sound

Walking through pockmarked roads

Signs covered in peeling paint

Dreary colors by ghostly abodes

Reeking of atrophic taint

Dead bulbs under setting sun

Where is the streetlight?

Muzzle flash of pride and guns

Blood staining the starless night

Another lost to this urban decay

Young eyes see through chain link mesh

Wondering who was lost before day

Overlooked by the dilapidated Church

Now a den of vice and smack

Societal rot etched deep in its birch

The smell of plastic from cooking crack

Trading spawn for a fix

Who are they really gonna miss?

Like two kids sharing a twix

Another peck from death's kiss

The windows boarded can't look at the sky

A memory now six feet deep

Smiles erased from the last drive by

Of present happiness not a peep

Did it to themselves we're told

Didn't know demographics dig graves

To make that claim it's pretty bold

From the suited liars and conniving knaves

At this level it's above class  or race

Couldn't care anymore about black or white

Just want something to fix this place