Let me paint you a picture, Kamal Norton

Cheers to the group

Of kids from the cracked concrete

Who climbed fire escapes to

Sleep on rooftop lounges.

Who crowded their two

Bedroom-closet studios,

Bejeweled with the riches

They were given by their

Own two hands.

Cheers to the kids

With their heads held high,

Proud of how different they were.

Proud that their souls were

Brimming with the essence

Of what made them who

They are:

Art.