Stopped in the Street

I know I wear a hat and a black coat

But I have to admit that I did not expect

To be stopped and asked politely if I was

A Minister or an Insurance Agent?

Is my appearance thus so circumscribed

That even though I'm neither of these two

I fit the stereotype up to the point

Where people recognise me in the street

Not for whom I am but what they think

I ought to be?  Maybe I need to change

The way I look to better suite the me

Which lurks within this black exterior.

           But first, I really will have to decide

           Just who I am - and what I want to hide.

Brian Hick 11.09

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