black boy came up to me
said I was cool, he rested his bike
took a seat
white people all afraid and shit
not you man
but hey, you smoke?
hesitant, yeah somewhat
you like what?
like the white, or the green
yeah green man, I dig it
so he wanted me to buy it from him
I passed on the white
then I passed on the green
buying on the street ain't my thing
he pushed,
a little like a good dealer should
but I wouldn't relent
remembering the red letter T
DARE, emblazoned
he asked for bus fare
but I reckoned latter
with drugs you think he could find
a dollar or two around
for his medicine
trying to barter with the valet
ain't no good, go for the toothless
they got more sympathy money
then you, to buy from the
black boy with a jersey on
maybe they like you white too
but you keep pushing
and I will smoke
like a cartoon bull out my nose
driving quarter million dollar cars
as the shelter closes a block away
leaving old men to wander
drunk, or skitzo, past the car
looking for something to get through
so maybe they got a dollar
they would have spent on the shelter
but it's closed so you can take it
for the white,
the white from the black boy