polite nods and no one mentions the obvious
disregard of human life in the third world
a bowl of jelly beans encircles the room
and the ivy leaguers hug it out in the cocoon

you can have the red ones, you can even have the blues
but lord, get off my ass with your theory of sugary hues
because the carnival of false debate is not made for children like me
i make my way to the bathroom: the rare place where a man can be free