NYC

Always on the go,

but never quite slow, New Yorkers move.

Politness rare

and hardly a stare will you recieve in New York.

Stylish clothes,

haughty pose,

upturned nose is the attitude of New York.

Demanding

never asking --"Shine my shoes"

"Move!!!, You're squishing me";

the vibe of New York.

Always on the defensive

never open or pensive are the citizens of New York.

Newcomers beware you are not welcomed with open arms

nepotism acted out like a Broadway play.

Turned away shunned with a glance,

" You don't belong, go somwhere else."

Cliques within cliques and outside larger cliques,

you still don't fit.

The sound of a smile

you've found your niche

no need to be a part of a clique

my style this time.

Originality taken for granted

yet ultimately ignored and exploited 12 years later, remade.

No attention paid,

This sort of thing is a part of New York's days..

No love lost because there was none to begin with.

Dedicated to my mother Pansy Walker this

Sunday May 10, 1998