Nice Guy

I'm as real as they come

the never-betrayer

the friend of a friend,

you need a coin? I got two

but if you're doing drugs

I never knew you.

Think of the rain outside the

subway pelting

now making cars sway on the streets

now causing floods nearby

now creating a chaos of people storming out

to go home--

the man with umbrella's-- that's not just me--

I also offer coffee and a helping hand,

yet that's still not me,

when the streets are scary with light--

it is not your umbrella

but my six-foot metal pole that

acts as a lightning rod--

but I am not as good as you think

for once I had someone to love

and I left,

both of us at our wits end,

and I left,

so enamored after sleepless nights,

and I left,

without giving it a second thought.