Riding For Glory Poem by Richard Provencher

Do you want to come
for a ride
in my wheel chair? You could
sit in my lap
and watch for rocks
or bumps on the sidewalk.
I want you to have a safe ride
and see all the buildings
beautiful signs even the cracked windows
where some nasty person felt angry
sometimes I do
and when it happens I use this
short pipe. It doesn't make
me feel good but it's better than
whacking someone
who is on the sidewalk even if they
are in my way.
Watch carefully when I cross on
the walkway where cars are
supposed to stop... most don't and if
I call the cops then no one is happy
and I do so want a friend.
How about you?