He grew up on the
Side of town where
Crumbling dwellings
Were interspersed with
Warehouses and junkyards.
Walking in neighborhoods
Where orderly houses and
Manicured lawns gleamed,
He felt watched;
An object of suspicion.
Someone once alerted the
Police chief to his presence,
That he was surely up to no good.
He spent two days in jail,
Released without explanation.
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