Alternative Lifestyle

June 20, 2009

He sits alone

Wondering why the train is going so slow

He blends in like the graffiti on the seats

Just a lone briefcase in hand

Trying out success in a new land

Away from the family he condemned

Houses blurring by

Happy families

Happy lives

Now that's a black and white past

Crippling discriminations and chidings

Ride on his back like a trained monkey

Pushing him away

Can't recognize what love is anymore

But I saved you a seat