I watched him as he sat across the cafe from me waxing eloquent

about cultural supremacy.

His audience of two looked at him in awe.

There he goes again, reducing the reality of another human being

coloured by his distorted deductions of civilisations.

Amazing how he doesn’t see the other person anymore.

He only sees the HIS narrow concept of another human being.

A person he’s never met.

He looked at me seeking approval. I nodded an indefinite nod.

“Prejudice is to Pre-judge” I said as I smiled, tapped him on his shoulder and left.

Which made me think as I got into the taxi…. the answer to who I am defies definition

because it goes far beyond that.