One for Five

[Shaman_Raman]

One for Five,
Two for Nine,
is all I comprehend
through mumbling
grumbling gook.

Chocolates for college
a fine idea indeed,
over shaddy
deals of green
or white,
in alleys
behind the scenes.

"I'll take two"
to the salesman,
probably new
aspiring to D.C.,
at least
what he told me.

No smile, nor wave
swift feet leave
as they came,
I sit wondering,
was I just played?

My money,
tis the dealers
at least I joke in the end,
stereotyped words
toward a black man
with dreads.

Call me racist,
or mean,
whatever, I'm keen
with peanut Carmel
chocolates,
from the man I paid
in need.

[cacian]

''No smile, nor wave
swift feet leave
as they came,
I sit wondering,
was I just played?''

I like this very much and I also like the easiness in which the poem reads. Great lines it made me smile throughout :)