This is My City

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This Is My City.

This is my city.
It is in ruins today,
The hot Louisiana sun
Cooks the dirty water
That shimmers around my legs

But this is my city.

This is my home.
It lies wasted
Into the earth
By merciless, windy hands.
All I have is in ruins
Everything is gone.

But this is my home.

This is my family.
We have nothing, everything is lost.
Our memories are slowly dissolving
Into contaminated water
I can't find my father, my uncle, my child

But this is my family.

This is my country.
The roads are choked with people
Taking it upon themselves to reach out
To my desolation and sorrow,
And bringing to this sad banquet
A convoy of shining rainbows
A caravan of hope.

This is my country.

My God is with me
I am with him and although
I am parted from my history
My neighbors, my home,
I am not parted from His love.
He shall not let
One sparrow fall.
Not one.

He says I will return to my city
He says my family will be restored to me somehow
He says my country will be healed
As my city is healed
One brick, one front yard,
One levee at a time.
My God is with me.
This is my city
My family.
My country and
My God.

Together,

We will prevail.