The House Of Blacks

Even though it is cold and it is winter The blacks that are living inside of the house of blacks Had invited me and other strangers inside of the house of blacks It sounded to me very strange because the blacks are not my cup of Tea And I am not their cup of tea either Maybe they felt that we needed a warm place to stay for the night But at the same time I felt that I shouldn't refuse their offer Because I would have hurt their feelings Also I wasn't by myself because I was together with other strangers And they felt the same way that I did But the truth is that I was waiting for the bus in the cold And istead of waiting for the bus that never came I had accepted the invitation just to please them And the rest of the people were homeless For the homeless it was a good deal But for me it wasn't a good deal