I Never Grew Up Poem by Juan Olivarez

I never grew up,
My mind is still a child's,
That likes black coffee,
In the morning.

The only things on t.v.
That hold my attention,
Are, the Lone Ranger and Tonto,
Marshall Dillon, or Paladin.

I guess I am infecting,
My grandkids.
Especially Mateo,
Cause he sits by me enraptured.

But there are worst things in,
This corrupt polluted world,
Than having your grandson,
Address you as Kemo Sabe.

5/21/14 Alton Texas