Please Stop
By: Jehangir Saleh
Written: April 28, 2003

to the herd
who boarded at Bloor,
rubber-band intelligence
stretched through their
pre-pubescent bodies

please stop
your discussion of
the evenings activities
you’re knawing on the nerves

the aging black man
who dropped his rice cracker,
the veteran grandfather cluting

it may seem to your that everyone else is riding the wrong train
and I’m afraid to tell you
it’s just southbound from here
we’re both riding the wrong train

while you thrive on your own fire
they go home a light matches
the nights are hard,
but tonight was harder