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Autumn Leaves

volume 5 number 6

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The Day Trip to New York

by Jim Nasium

I tried to get up to New York
I wanted to see what had fallen down
when I went to the local Train Station
there were police all around
every other face I saw
looked at me like I was a spy
I wonder what happened to my home town
and I really want to know why

Some people think they can change things
because they crash a plane or two
but nothing's gonna get better now
it'll only get worst I'm telling you
things will never be the same here
in the USA for a long long time
I hope you don't mind me telling you
about what happened to me today in rhyme

The train station was way too scary
I had to leave right away
I called my travel agent up
to buy a plane ticket to fly today
she told me I would have to wait
security told her not to sell
any new tickets to NYC
things weren't going very well

I walked over to the bus station
some guys in trench coats and hats
came over towards me slowly
under their coats they had shotguns or bats
they asked me to show them some ID
I asked them the very same thing
just then I got hit in the back of the head
man did that ever sting

I woke up in a dark room
I was laying on the floor
I made up my mind right there and then
I wasn't going to New York any more
I thought about what had happened
I've lost my freedom to come and go
everywhere I went today there were police
FBI, and others agents I didn't know

All I wanted to do was take a train ride
and sit alone in the back of the train
to think about where I was going
and how absolutely freaking insane
the events of 9-11
actually really were
just then a very bright light came on
I couldn't see, everything was a blur

A man grabbed me by the suit coat
he slammed me against the wall
he was a rather big man
even to me and I'm pretty tall
he told me I was under arrest
for not showing any ID
I told him to just wait a minute
that this just can not be

I explained that I was a veteran
that I fought for the red white and blue
I showed him the permit for my gun
then told him about the work that I do
I went on to explain what my plans were
I wanted to see the destruction for myself
I was trying to take a day trip to New York
into Manhattan just to share my stealth

They checked me out on their computer
so I told them about my web site
they asked me if I would be willing
to forget the whole thing and go home tonight
I said yea ok I guess so
but that tomorrow when they see me downtown
they better not fuck with me any more
and I wasn't messing around

They let me go shortly there after
gave me back all of my things
one of the cops that was standing nearby
made a comment about my ring
then said he was sorry he mistook me
for someone other than who I was
I left out'a there right away
went down the corner to catch a buzz

I guess I'll never get to see
the destruction in Manhattan
I'm way too dark and look too strange
I can't help that I look Latin
perhaps I look like a terrorist
but no matter I am only me
just some guy that likes to write and draw
who demands his right to be free

The blood that flows through my veins
is truly red, white and blue
and I love the United States a lot
there is NOTHING I wouldn't do
to bring those who are responsible
for the destruction of the other day
to justice one way or another
that's all I have to say about my day

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