Visitors to the Black Belt

You can talk about
Across the railroad tracks—
To me it's here
On this side of the tracks.

You can talk about
Up in Harlem—
To me it's here
In Harlem.

You can say
Jazz on the South Side—
To me it's hell
On the South Side:
  With no heat
  And garbage
  In the halls.

Who're you, outsider?

Ask me who am I.
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