
Dust and dirt
Grit and grime
No amount of cleaning
Can make this town shine
For the streets are filled
With guns and drugs
Gangs all around
And just regular thugs
In hopes of trying
To make this town safe
We gather together
And cling to a faith
Not one that blindly believes
In an all powerful God
But one where we trust each other
And give love and friendship a nod
So grab hold of a hand
And give of your light
We will make this darkened city
Once again lovely and bright
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – grit