Heart-filled, head-filled with glee.

I saw a Baltimorean

Keep looking straight at me.

Now I was eight and very small, 

And he was no whit bigger, 

And so I smiled, but he poked out

His tongue, and called me, “Nigger.”

I saw the whole of Baltimore

From May until December;

Of all the things that happened there

That’s all that I remember.