Alternative Lifestyle
June 20, 2009
He sits alone
Wondering why the train is going so slow
He blends in like the graffiti on the seats
Just a lone briefcase in hand
Trying out success in a new land
Away from the family he condemned
Houses blurring by
Happy families
Happy lives
Now that's a black and white past
Crippling discriminations and chidings
Ride on his back like a trained monkey
Pushing him away
Can't recognize what love is anymore
But I saved you a seat