Jesús Papoleto Meléndez
(O i have no opinion
of What My Eyes See!...)
:There's a black man,
A man whose skin is black
-- the color,
BlacK!
Running across The Street
in the middle of the night;
BlacK NighT!
Only the flickering lights of business buildings
,still
burning in the night(
like the eyes
of obese monsters)
And the stars,
of course -- They
in their distance
are out tonight;
Quietly know ing,
Unsaying a word.
THE TRAFFIC LIGHT CHaNGeS --
So Now, The Color RED is Against
HiM -- WHO crosses The Street!
POLICECAR
cruises by.... And
SeiZe HiM!
(BlackMan)
& FLaSHeS
itS LiGHtS
BRiiiiGhHtTtT!!!!!!!!
¡¡¡In the Middle of the Night
RED&OrANGe/BlUe&WHiTE!!!
LiGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THEY cut HiM off at the pass
Of the corner of a sidewalk/UP
Against!
TheCARRRR!!!MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!
HiS Hands on the hood
He is forced to spread his legs A/ParTWIdE--Like this
THEY Dare call it Eagle!
So THEY could search him up good, To make sure
There's nothing up his sleeve
The/re/s/no/thi/ng/u/p/hi/S/m/i...... n/D!
:THEY take his wallet ,from out of him/
Removing the papers ,from the person
:THEY tell him to go sit in the car/
In the memory of the back seat,
Looking out the window like that, perhaps
resembling a bird
And He obeys THEM,
HE does
What HE believes that THEY say/
It is dead night.
The night is dead.
There are not too many people around,
walking
,with their opinions on hand
:”Art!
for Art's sake!”
(And i think;
How difFerent this is
from, “SomeWhere Else”
where, a Soldier would demand
or the same kind of rights
In a foreign land,
dressed in camouflaged fatigues
with an Uzi
slung over his shoulder,
say
ing
“YOUR PAPERS! YOUR
PAPERS! LET ME SEE YOUR PAPERS!!!”
,except
for those ,mostly
in cars
going home
from the long days
they've just lived
in the lengths
of their lives
/tired
from the things
that they do
with their lives,
And/ThereForeTheyAreInGreatHurries(
Be....lieveIt!
Be....lieveIt!
YouBetteRBe....lieveIt!
Be....lieveIt!)
Nonchalantly tossing
lighted cigarettes
from out their
open windows
watching
the world go
down the drain(
bye)
stepping harder
on the gas
when they see
the lights
turning
from yellow, to red,
They
already traveling
beyond the speed
of anybody walking,
trying desperately
to be
the first to
get
to
the other side
of a brand new street
which they've seen
before,
at the corner
of which
are
2POLICE
& 1 blacKDude
imprisoned in a trance
& a light
turning
from yellow, to ReD!
(My little sister says
about her visit with me here
:“The lights don't give you enough ti)me
to
chew yo
ur gum
&cross the
street!”
,She
coming from a real Cool/CRUeL Metropolis
having thus acquired an acute UNderstanding
of the danger of crossing a simple street,
for a girl, She says
“As soon as you step out to cross it
The lights start blinking for you to go back!
It's a car's world out here!
Pedestrians should drive!”
TheBlack peDestrianMan
sits
In the POLICEMAN's CAR
with his BiGBlacKHanDs
down
in front of HiM
moping,
sort of
For TheCAUSE! of his BlacKsKiN
-- THaT
though it blended with
the color of this NiGHT,
It failed
to cloak HiM from THEIR SiGHT!
And
THEPOLICE,
WoMan,
LaDy,
CoP,
is sitting in the front seat
(preTending)
that it is Her duTy
to be doing her nails
,While
holding on to the leather of herGun,
touchingIt,
ListeninG...........................................
To Every ThoughT that HE has
To Think
:This BlackMan,
HiS Black Pride, Fuming
within
hiS BlackMan's Feelings
(sitting
in the back
seat
of a
STraNGeMaN's
CaR!)
Outside,
The Air is Cool .... :Thus is San Diego,
A City most noticeable for
Its Lovely Days
of
Perfect Skies
(iF
you ignore the factories
where BomBs are born
& ,Therefore, THE TARGET
That carpets the floOR)
,And ToNighT....
is a beautiful night
To Be Lived
& enjoy in your being.............!
THEMANCoP
rests languidly,
leaning against the
roof of his car
,Observing the tranquility
of a RedLightDIstriCT's ACtiVity
ReMarKing,
“How smoothly America funCtions
free from Crime,
at
Peace” (
while, POLItICIans seek Votes
in the childish arms
of
loving prostitutes)
THEMANCoP calls
THEBoYS
,Back at the Ranch
To see how the BallGame is going
-- & if anybody thoughT
to leave him a sandwich
for when things go BORinG
,And while he's at it
(& picking his teeth with a knife)
He asks THIS COMPUTER
THEY'VE got over there (with a VoICE like a woMan
of aNAnDRoGyNous souND)
If sHE'S
Ever Heard of this WiseGuy
HE'S got
in the backseat of the Car/
If "HE" EverEver
,Ever Did
AnyThing!
AnyThing, WronG
In HiS Whole Loving Life/
AnyThing/AnyThing!
As aBlackMan/Child
in this World
WITHaCRIMINALMIND!
--Anything, Anything!
“Are You Sure?!
--What's The Score?!”
THE ANSWER IS:.... NO!!!.... /&/SO!!!....
THEMANCoP must write HiM a ticket, According to
'TheProPerProCeDurE'
(Thinking)
:If this were a windy city
HE'D run HiM in
for spittininthegutter!
......................&TOHELL!
WITHtHEWoMEN
SCReeeEEEEaMINGGGINALLEYS(
some)
Reluctantly,losing,virginities
,while
the blood of their taxes
pays
the way
forthewagesofSin
&Preachers
are left
to argue
withtheMeanFaceoftheWind!
Now, THEMANCoP calls
TheBlacK, bOY
to come out
from out
of the car,
realeasy, like slow
And sign Here
On the line
To say
That I
Gave yoU
This,
And ThaT
YoU
Took IT
And, Now
U
N
D
E
R
S
T
A
N
D
ThaT
YoU Owe
“The
Good
PeoPle”
Of
This
Fare
City,
Truly
America's Finest
Fair City,
35 Bucks
Of
Your
Hard Earned
How
Ever
It
Is
That
YoU
Get
IT
Cold
Cash,
BECAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YoU DiD
Cross
The
Street
While
The YelloW
LighT
Was
A-BlinK-InG
And, Then
DiD
Turn
A-ReD
By
The Time
YoU-A-GoT
To
The
Other
Good Side!
And, So HE Signs
HiS NaMe!....
On
The
Paper:
The NaMe....
HiS Mother
Gave
To HiM,
The NaMe!....
By Which
He Is
KnowN
On
The
Face
Of
This Earth,
The NaMe!....
By
Which
GOD
Will Know
HiM
As Well:
CAPITAL X!
And HiS Fingers
are All on the pen!
O!HiSBlacKFinGer'SPrinTS!
Are On
The Piece of Paper
And On
The Hood of The Car
And On
The Back of The Seat
Where HE WePT
HiS TeaRS
And
HiS TeaRS
Are NoW LeFT
Where
HiS ShAdOW
Once Sulked
And, For This
Even IT!
Refuses
to
walk
with
him
just now, No
not now
It fades
in
the
depth
of
This Night,
“OH! WHERE IS HOME?!”....
THEMANCoP
gives HiM
TheTickeT
withPride
like a piece of ArT
but itaint
TearingiT
from out of a book
of them.
And, NoW, "THE COMPUTER"
Has Devoured HiS NaMe!....
And, “SomeWhere,” “SomeWhere!”
No One Knows Where
-- It is smacking its lips
& waiting for dessert!
AND IT WILL NEVER FORGET!
NO! IT WILL NEVER FORGET:
The NaMe!....Nor/the/Height/of/Said/MaN
Nor the Weight of HiM
Nor the Color of HiS Eyes
Nor the Color of HiS Hair
Nor the Color of HiS Skin
Nor the Number that isHis
Nor The Age of This MaN as He Ages
Through Time
-- This BlacKMaN
¿WHO?
...at 2-30 in the morning/ One
dark and lonely, Good Morning!
was detained by THEPOLICE
BECAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”The 'DistinCtive' Color
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!of a LighT
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!was
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AGaINST/HiM!”
We Must Be Thankful ThaT
ThE DiFfErEncE, HeRe
,from AnyWhere ElSe
In This World (is)
ThaTThisBlacKMaNis
,Finally set,
on the leash of his f , reedom to go about,D,oing
his bu, si, ness in pursui, t of the
ha,pp,y,n,es,s he dreams, in his w i d e o p
e n, d mind
-- AnyWhere ,ElSe
HE WOULD HAVE BEEN SHOT•RIGHT ON THE SPOT•FOR BREAKING
THE LAW!!!
So, TheNicePOLICEMANWoMANCoPs
having, Thus
Completed Their DuTy,
drive away, with their lights
swallowed up
in the eyes of the monster
,Whom(?)
They've Sworn:
ToProTecT&ToSerVe
WithTheirLives................Owns
the
world
going
round
&TheBlacKMaN, goes
slowly, across the street
(contemplating ,This)
ANDTHELIGHTSHAVENOMOREOPINIONTOUTTERINHISFACE!
BuT NoW!!!----HE IS CURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSiNG!!! ....
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