I have black skin
I am Aboriginal

I am fifteenth in line in a hot dog cue
Happy with my lot

The proprietor yells move the black guy up
Or he won’t get a hotdog
I’ll run out before his turn

I have but thirteen left
And
The racial card will be played
No doubt

My business does not need that

I moved up
To the front of the queue
The proprietor said can I help you sir

I said thirteen hotdogs please
Placed my money on the counter
Then walked away

To do business elsewhere
Appetite satisfied