I AM A WHITE MAN
Times you found a feather under your nose.
Ticklish weather when the sneeze is not an affront but
It has been snowing all year.
Even in the summer.
I walk around the block with my skis on my shoulders
But there is no mountain.
The trees are all white.
I am a white man.
I have been given no concessions.
Life is more difficult than your color.
Sometimes I wish I were black so that I could bark
At the moon
And complain about imagined unfairness.