Invader

A wintry night in East NY

     Rain, hail, sleet or snow 

Without fail,

They just stand there.

Sole ambition; apparel or gear

Stole away fear of institutional correction.

The audacity of them to salute me

Brethren!

A harsh proclamation without care of retribution

              ‘No kin to me Pop’

I said in layman terms.

My siblings trudge separately in various, areas of Pangaea for each earned ducat.

Each in search of a carat, none wary of incarceration

Every single one,

 An honest associate of Uncle Sam

All, gender notwithstanding, have proven him or herself

To be above average

Academically, more than adequate!

It was then,

A steely-eyed, obvious leader of the rabble believed

Maybe?

He might harbor an ability to wield the blade more forcefully than I

Replied,

‘Think you betta than me b***h?’

Creating a pause.

Composure’s key for its known that when bored,

Death alone can both harness or let loose, the ravenous horde.

With a sigh and smile of feigned impatience I then fired,

‘You see a similarity between us?

Stupefaction grew rampant and as pack leadership seemed destined to fail

A statement was hurriedly spat out by this fraudulent, alpha male.

"We’re both n****s who’ll die, so that's one thing right there…"

The last words heard as I became untied by vertigo.

It started to lightly rain…

Realization came unexpectedly as a surprise

To them,

Epiphany was probably just some girl.

For me!

It symbolized the desperate need, to escape this world.

The alpha then snarled at a subordinate, who cringed away.

With pity, I wanted to throw them scraps of meat but that's uncharacteristic for Brooklyn

So I kept it moving.