PHILADELPHIA
The right mind twisters of an aging hypocrite sink the doe eyed banker
as the poker crazed women fill your window with silk painted souls
Baked fresh, in an outfit of gold, the rubber politician loosens your grip
and the city breathes on
Concrete, magnificent concrete fills your suburban lungs
while craven opportunity sits on a street corner molesting the innocent mind
as the city breathes on
False fender insinuation underneath the franklin bridge
where rubber is smashed and acrylic colors clash
and lest we forget the rollerblading trumpeter passes on ill-tempered path to locust
while the city breathes on
Small toddlers cry out.
"Girrragg, Girraggg, Girragggg"
Not knowing the meaning of their words, or their forthcoming life
And young tuxedo kid has his rose pinned on
declaring the end of adosclence
while money mongers sprawl the valley in search of empty hearts
as the city breathes on
Beatnik women with beatnik hair pass the square with packed lunches and open toed leather sandals
underneath the spell of freedom- in the city of freedom
while big money joe wears every pin stripe on his way to a power meal, power meeting,
deceiving the public, encroaching our funds
And who can forget the fashionistas- of every sect, roaming the streets parading the streets
with purported class and dig down ambition
their children at hand, learning their own rendition
as the city breathes on
Our city breathes with the breath of millions, the hope of all
Its colonial columns tested by time
Its hard boiled streets forgiving each trespasser, as we look in wonder of how it all started
Killer instincts float above the fire hydrants, on their way to the northeast
And folded kickstands and flaming exhaust fight the parking meters under grey skies
Our city breathes
It breathes with the triumphant, ancient, brotherly, breath of Philadelphia
