SEVENTH STREET

SEVENTH STREET

Seventh Street, a soulful cry,
A rhythm beating, strong and deep.
Where weary hearts learn how to fly,
And dreams awaken from their sleep.
The blues pour out, a mournful sound,
From dusty bars, and crowded rooms.
Where laughter, tears, and love are found,
Escaping life's impending dooms.
A corner store, a flickering light,
A preacher's words, a sinner's plea.
The vibrant pulse of day and night,
A symphony of you and me.
The jazz notes dance, a joyful spree,
A celebration, bold and grand.
Seventh Street, forever free,
The beating heart of this fair land.