Cultural Diversity On A Translink Bus.
We're only multicultural
if one of us becomes jaundiced,
our ethnicity exits primarily,
in our compilation Cd's,
and multi channel,
multi coloured remotes.
we are so white we give off a glare,
it's our ability to stare,
like the mild test of the intolerant.
today's example sits three rows forward,
it's the greying hair of a black man
that has captured my attention too long.
Like a piece of exotic wonderment
akin to a bally jumper collecting dust
but different enough
to the paint scratched barnettes
of the standard
and I ponder
whether I'll go to hell
for noticing a difference
and commenting upon it.