Welcome To My City Poem by Abram Friedland

Welcome to my city
I grew up here
I still look back with pity
At that young kid with eyes of fear

The head people here back then
They made no exceptions
For wealth, height, or anyone smitten
I spent what must have been years in detentions

I've worked in this place
For several years now
I've seen many a face
Many sheep and wolves who asked me how

This place is not so bad or dangerous
It's not some frenzy of promiscuity
We're training our citizens to be cautious
Of what's out there and who has no pity

This is my city and it's still working
I went from boy to adult here
We have new adults in the making
They just might go to work without any fear

Dedicated to Lakeside Academy and to Lachine High School