He must really want me
To write about him
I see him again today
At Starbucks
His backpack, professional
Ready for Mt. Everest
His hair, grey
Ready for nursing home
His skin, dark
Ready for a discussion about race
Why does he roam
the neighborhood?
At the library, with a book
At the bagel shop, with a book
At Starbucks, with a book
Always the backpack
Always the grocery bag
He must really want me
To write about him
Are you really homeless?
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