Where one receives,
A college degree.
To qualify a knowledge obtained.
That certifies them to be,
Mentally intelligent.
With or without,
Common sense to have it.
Or a required neccesity.
And forever kept referenced,
Is one's heritage to discuss.
And what their ancestors did,
Done to give one a reason...
To dignified their identity.
With a reason that reflects,
The best of representation kept.
Forever kept referenced,
Is where one lives.
And what they drive.
To an impressive zip code.
That is well known to address,
An acceptance and approval.
Before the knowing of one's name.
Or why it is,
That makes them walk with pride!
"Oh...ummm...
Have we met?
There is something about you,
I find familiar."
-No.
We have not yet to meet.
But when you threw,
Your garbage out into the street.
I was the one to tell you,
Clean up your own mess.
That is not what I do.-
"Oh...I...uh...
And,
What brings you to this event? "
-I organized it.
Hoping folks invited,
From surrounding neighborhoods...
Would find it necessary to attend.
With a beginning to know each other.
Done with a leaving,
Their pretentions behind them.
I am going to get a glass of champagne.
Would you like a glass-
"Uh...no.
I...
I am totally misunderstanding,
What is going on! "
-Appearances.
It's the appearance of things.
Never...
Do they seem to remain that way.
Forever unchanged.
You know...
There are several businesses I own.
And still people refuse to accept,
I prefer to stay a garbage man.
Why?
I ask myself this from time to time.-
"Uh...
If you don't mind me asking,
What kind of champagne is that? "
-Moet.
I was looking for something better.
But, hey...
It is what it is, right? -
"Oh yes. Yes, yes.
I'll have that glass.
Thank you! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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