a days I have been seen driving
gaze at me with puzzled looks--
Mercedes Benz speaks to them;
don't know what it evokes,
still they stare at me as if the car owns me or
they see me as driving for someone.
silence, I watch them passing me
strange looks and frowning faces.
is a German made car
drives smoothly with grace
I own it with pride,
like I would any other car.
hope not to hurt people's feelings,
it is the only means I have for traveling, seeking
rural Kentucky's blessing.
far, the police have not pulled me over.
is my black Mercedes for retirement.
car and my time.
W. Lake PhD
of Public Administration