Sitting in a waiting room
At a Medical Center
Escorted by my daughter
A funny thought came to me
To my daughter, I said
I remember
Whe I used to bring you here
Now the worms turn
And you're never too near.

Then I saw him
My old youthful days
Nemesis
Look at him, to my daughter, I said
He's got some nerves
Better not sit next to me
I'll punch his lights out
Just like boxing
Only it will be a short bout
He kept looking at me
As if he knew me
Wondering from where?

What are you looking at punk?
I asked
Said he, do I know you?
Yeah Bill from Mockingbird lane
Oh My God!
I did not recognized you
He replied
without my fist in your face

That,s it, I told my daughter
I am going to kick his butt
I stood up
It took me a while
Grabbed my cane
Slowly and cautiously
I limped towards his direction.

Once a bully always a bully
He allowed me
To approach him
Within a cane's reach
Before burning rubber
With his wheelchair and a screech
Punk! I knew he would run.


By: William Bonilla
4/30/03