Yesterday, Sunday, as I drove home from the airport.
A man walked across the intersection
I stopped. Pushed on the horn. Just a little. Worried
for I had to stop in the middle of an intersection.
He laughed, raised an arm, walked on past me
About.to blast more angrily. But no.
He was of Middle Eastern appearance
Too many drive by shootings these past weeks
I drove on.
Wondering what had happened to me.
And my city