Black Man on a Skateboard

Black Man on a Skateboard

Up and down the Boulevard
Back and forth he rolls
Black man on a skateboard
Dredlocks flying low

Rolling at sunrise's bleeding rays
Sailing by the midnight moon
Today how many times?
So many skateboard man just might be
A figment of my mind

Block upon block, mile after mile
Neither wind, rain, snow present
A roadblock to his Zen ascent
Burning like a crack house fire
Faster than 5-0 to the donut shop at dawn
On and on and on and on
Flying past my backyard again
Dont bat an eye at my mean old dog
Chained up on the lawn

Dont need no home, dont need no job
Though an Olympian he could be
Rock-hard thighs and sprinter's calves
Feet flying like Ali

From whence he came
And where he goes
No one knows
Dont give a damn
Never even see him
Black ghost in the wind

Wild eyes beneath flying dredlocks
Til he rolls up on your blind spot
Kills that crosstown daydream respite
Roll up that window real quick like
Hit those power locks down tight


Be he saint or criminal
No one will never know
Mile after mile after Zen-like mile
Rolling by my house again
Flashing a wink and devil's smile