Roxbury Crossing Concert
It crawls into Roxbury Crossing,
horn blows at rowdy crowds.
Kids fresh out of school pile on.
An older man escapes the closing doors.
Dresses like he is still in the 80’s,
tongues on his Nike’s lick
halfway up his neon green sweat pants.
Kango covers his eyes,
boom box at the base of his feet.
The train begins to move,
he bends down,
gold rope dusts the floor.
He presses play,
beats level the train.
He begins to dance, clap
and stomp his feet and kids
from bad neighborhoods
who aren’t supposed to
be able to get along, let down
their guard and begin to groove
in perfect harmony.
Humming Eternity By Jasen Sousa (Written During Emerson College Era)