I got to play a concert today
In Waukegan Art Park
With my bro
In a brand new place
Thinking that a 25 minute set wasn't much
We still believed it was enough
To help a friend in need
Someone trying to make it like you and me
There was another though
Not on center stage
But just off to the side
Without much to say
A little boy
With black skin
A person
With just a little more pigment
So I set my kid in her car seat
And patted her curly head of hair
like 1, 2, 3
When I turned to my left
All I could see
Was this little kid
Wandering around
Not hiding
But also not being seen
He looked so sad
So lonely
Looking for a little relief.
So I walked up to him
To give him some belief.
I asked him, "Hey buddy are you ok?"
When I could have just smiled and walked away.
I stuck my hand out
For a good ole fashion shake
Because I wasn't going to leave
This little kid in my wake
He took my hand with no smile.
Only a frown.
While he looked to the floor
Straight at the ground
I said again,
"Are you ok?"
He looked up
And I could see it in his face
He responded, "I just want to see the kids." But what I think he really meant to say
Is. "I just want to play."
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