City Awakened

Spruced, cleaned up, did up It's been ages or so of corruption erupt As yet, making heads or tails of disrupt What could have been, a city of brotherly love From, we will never blink free of The once boom town of olden days, forgotten With its forsaken downtrodden Reflection of shattered wind hum And vanished forebears, begotten Times --News flash hearing Bouncing back, itty-bitty Fordtown, Motor City Rousing, awakening, breathing The start of a new beginning Know-how, patcher uppers, mending Casing, coating, covering The fractured wounds of di-TRITE, history By and by, one and all to see That you're recovering so forth, to be Time will camouflage all of thee Leftover wounds, fade and shade Generous amount, lipstick, paint, masquerade To feather back in, the once decried And find character domain with pride No sense in holding, something, blurring Expectation is in the purifying Smell the wild breeze of futurity Witness the buds blooming And a sea of new faces developing Promising, a forgetful time of *Big D* nebulous dreary