Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Racist - Poem by Charles Hice

He came in and started talking on the phone even allowing for the head ear buds they were trying to use he was making noise in both my ears eye did ask him not to do this and he got real Racist
he said YOU People
then he said YOU can move eye am hear with my BOY and we are doing this his Black Hair was spiked and he seemd to think that eye was doing something wrong
he suggested to me that he can do anything he wants and then
he did get quiet and even left the area after he made it clear the rules mean nothing to him
what is he teaching that boy
how to make an old white man feel bad on a SUnday Afternoon
it is not the facet that this mana is black
it is his phone making noise that bothers me
this is supposed to be a quiet place and eye was hear first
besides he is clearly wrong to tell me to leave this area
or that he does not even have to be quiet in here and let me work
very angry and upset at his ignorance in a Public Place and very mad at his intent seems to be

Topic(s) of this poem: art

Poet's Notes about The Poem

accused me of doing something wrong wanting quiet in a quiet area

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014

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