Watchdog


Tiny - Posted on 28 April 2015

Author: 
Dee Allen/ PNN Poet

April 28, 2015

WHAT DID YOU PUT IN YOUR POCKET?

It occurs everyday in this natural food holler:
Something looks suspicious, somewhat askew.
Doesn't look like a Yuppie, probably don't have a dollar.
Any Black man, any poor brother will do.

Like a solid shadow, the watchdog follows his steps
Through neat, crowded aisles of health:
Past free-range chicken, organic kale, turn left
Tailing a brother, walking by himself.

ARE YOU SHOPPING AT OUR STORE? OR STEALING?

Ready to justify their low-paid position,
Guard refrigerators filled with another's wealth
Past almond milk, rice cream, halls of nutrition,
The watchdog catches a brother----scoping out
the cold kombucha shelf.

UNLESS YOU'RE HERE TO BUY, LEAVE. NOW.

No stories printed in the newspaper,
No photos on TV news, when push came to shove,
But the watchdog feels satisfied, busting a
nothing "caper"-----
On warning flyers, a brother is made an example of.

IF YOU SHOW YOUR FACE HERE AGAIN,
9-1-1 WILL BE CALLED. BELIEVE THAT.
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W: 4.8.15

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