On February 16 LAMP hosted it’s first lampshop since 2006. they invited youth to do two different workshops facilitated by two different artist/activists of Detroit, Sterling toles a beat making one, and Phoenix a writing one. this is one of the poems that came out of it.
I dream of a Detroit
where walking down the street isn’t like walking though a WWII era battle field
where vacant lots don’t hold sleeping dangers
but seeds that will move the sky and rain down green wealth
Green Wealth, not the green that moves nations and bullets
Green Wealth that breathes life into the fallen.
filling the shrunken stomachs of those still dreaming of better days
Detroit day dreaming
a song where people can sing to their neighbors and not have to fear them
where neighborhoods sing to their children a dream
where when you grow up you’ll always have us.
and when they grow tall enough to pick the fruits of their labors
they give it to some one they don’t know saying
“roots don’t have to be old to be strong”
and when he goes down his street he hums a melody his
Mother once dreamed of to keep him safe
on dark nights where
rain was as heavy as lead.
and if you didn’t have an umbrella
you had to grow steel skin.
by M.F. Dark Mark