Once upon a Glare

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Our eyes met and in that moment

With disbelieve he looked through his windowless door

And looked into my glistening mirror

For he saw me surrounded with two oyinbo’s and a chinese man

For I saw he’s doorless van surrounded by other Africans

For he saw that my car was air conditioned with a designated driver

For I saw that his skin glistened with sweat and the displeasure on his face

For he continued to stare into the depths of my soul with astonishment

For I saw him put his hand on his face in despair

For he looked at me again and saw another african

In a state different from his reality based on just chance

So he looked up to the sky and said a prayer

And then looked back at me

In that moment all the privileges I had hit me like a wave

For I did not know his story

But I knew his pain

I knew he had potential

I knew there were others like him

And so I searched inside myself

I realized that my actions had to make things right

To level the playing field