The Troglodyte

Madelyn grabbed her grandson’s hand
and rushed across the street
because she saw a drunken man
that she didn’t want to meet.

The man was dark and handsome –
just like her grandson’s dad,
so the little boy couldn’t understand
why he made his grandma mad.

But, instead of asking Grandma
why she rushed across the street,
he asked his daddy’s brother
and was told Grandma’s elite.

His uncle said that all the white folks
have always been that way
so he never should trust anything
that they think, do, and/or say.

So, as the boy grew to be a man,
he kept those words in mind –
distrusting even those he knew
to be very, very kind.

It doesn’t matter if someone’s
a Saudi, Scotsman or Somali,
as a dog returns to vomit,
so a fool returns to folly.