A San Diego/Southern African Night

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 SHOToRIGHT ON THE SPOToFOR 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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