It is a coffee shop
With the signature aroma
Of a Fresh Roast,
Hazelnut,
And a hint of
First world problems

The clientele
Were so dense
And oblivious in nature
That sheer Caucasity
Would be the only viable explanation
For it all

It was a place that operated in the name of exclusivity and the exploited labor of working class peoples.
It was a Starbucks.
It is White Wakanda.