the pink man

i am a pink man
walking down the street
passing by an ice-cream seller
bidding me to choose a flavour

i tell him
"i'm a pink man
walking down the street
nothing in my mind
with no intention to buy"

he looks down
and tries to hide his frown
I can see it now
because i'm a pink man

it's not easy to make a living
with melting ice-cream
perspiring ice box
crying out for rest

he says
"i'm a boy
making a living
i know no pink
my sky is grey
mr pink man
won't you choose a flavour
from me"

"give me a pink
the flavour that i like
because i'm a pink man
walking down the street"

inspired by a man in pink who took the same lift