Ode to New York
I love my city
And I love my people
Some don’t quite know what to make of us
Angry, in a rush, rough, hard
Yes, we are hard
We are hard with heart
We were born in a city that’s as hard as its streets
We grew up in a city that is at times unforgiving
Is icy and tough
But alive and moving, sharp yet soothing
Like bubbles in champagne
I love my city
And I love my people
We love like no one else
With a fierce loyalty
Unmoved even when most cannot see what’s to love
We love our city, steadfast
Even though many come and love her fleetingly
As a whore they claim momentarily for their own personal gain
Their own moments of satisfaction
To make it big as they say
To quench their own desires and dreams
And she gives and gives while the dreams take and take
I love her
For all that she was, all that she is
Always holding her true self close to chest
An exactness only few can see or could ever know
Even when she’s the next big thing
The place some dreamed to be
We love her
Not for what she is in our imaginings but what she has always been
Our mother of mothers
Our lessons, our danger, our safety, our beginnings
The very thing that shaped my eyes on life
I love my city
And I love my people
Hard in heart, taking after her in nature
We don’t love her like they do
We love her like some never could
Even when they think they do
We know each other when we see each other
Only a small exchange need occur
Maybe it’s the way we lean
The way we leave the g off our ‘ings’
Maybe it’s the way we never stare
Unless needing to actually speak
The way we rush along purposefully
But with a grace all at once
The way we say what you didn’t expect to hear
The way we know each other when we meet
Instant comradery
Instant knowing, our so called defenses down
We know all the spots they’re just discovering
The way we value our neighborhoods,
Each block holding a story, a cord to our pasts
Our childhoods embedded in the pavement you walk on
Quarter waters and fire hydrants, not pools
Water splashing on the concrete as we ran through
The way we understand our communities
The way we knew all our neighbors before they were ousted by rising rents
The next new thing, the cool place to live
Each neighborhood, one by one
Her body explored for convenience and opportunity
And still we love her
In the face of change, in the shadow of her transformation
To truly love is to love unreservedly
And so I love my city
And I love my people