Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Verse1
So hear comes the heat goes 
Another one of those 
Warn Weather Conditions.
In air two moist Hands hold 
1 Sign saying No Sweat !


Black thick marker on Brown
Card Board sign interjects
In Middle of the Street, 
Woman with squeegee Will 
Wash your Windows for cheap!


Down on Her God Damn Luck,
As She goes Crisscrossing 
Her thoughts with oncoming,
Traffic stopping just to 
Spray wipe pay then lets go!


Verse2
Seeing nothing thru filth.
Touch grizly feels all too 
Grungy of course and warm,
As She Wipes the windshields
Off before the noisy


Sounds like Boeing motors 
On a circular plane,
Speeding away at first 
Chance as 2 roaring round
White Eyes each side Center 


Lines To see Where all 4
Blurr as They get their chance
To meet the very tops 
Of high Sky Scrapers In 
The deep dark far distance.


Verse3
When will it be Her Time?
Take the Ride and throw that
Dam bucket or any 
Signs and throw it out side!
Been safe all this time out


Sun bathing while She takes
The Necessary steps 
In this filthy practice.
So Now it is  go time!
She at The Entrance but 


Now as the Driver in 
A shiny gold Lexus.
Placing the gear in Drive,
Done pay I wanna go!
Brother please stand aside.


Verse3
Looking out unstained glass 
That is as clear as day
Behind now at the Brother
Who had washed Her windows,
Out the rear view mirror.


Hand waving sign to sides
Like a Black Man Hailing 
A Cab when the TAXIS 
Pass Flashing On Duty
Drives by with out no Rides.


If She  had to do it 
Another way She said,
“ I guess that Mine would have 
Said PLEASE!! Take Me over 
The Cross Bronx Expressway “.