High end retail
Ralph Lauren, Gucci, Prada
Door men with tailored suits and hats
gold door knobs and hand crafted gates.
Tree lined blocks, gardens, greenery
made for the rich.
But on the backs of whom?
Park side, Madison, 5th ave, Lexington.
East side is in heaven.
Walk into the wander land of Central Park
and find the forgotten
among the forget me nots.
A woman with her head down pushing a cart
full of her belongings,
possibly her only
as the privileged push their special breed pups and whips
Bimma, Benz, or Bentley.
Restaurants with patio seating
Click clacks of utensils picked up by bus boys who could never afford it
No yellow cab, my driver’s waiting outside.
Steakhouse with nothing but white faces
There’s no struggle here.
Just I made it here and I’m staying here.
A man with more hair on his chin then head
Gray and white
Sits on a bench on 72nd and Lex.
His fruit stand in front of him.
Still out at 10 p.m.
Waiting to make it.
Just trying to get by.
The comfort, a long way from the reality
50 blocks up town
through the 6 train tunnels
where crack heads still roam
All of this wealth.
All of this success.
All of this prosperity.
But at what cost?
And on the backs of whom?