(Embroidered on a scene from The Constant Gardener, 2005.)
this is all then
the headmaster said
the meeting is adjourned
for this evening
I raised my arm
one moment
I said
and then I started
it was this and that
I rambled on
and on
and on
shocked silences
people got up
seats slapped
and they left in drifts
how can no one understand
the years
the years
the bullies
the brats
the witches in trees
amidst my music dreams
how can you sleep
mister headmaster
at night
the hall was empty
it was me and he
he looked at me
with empathy
I hung my head in shame
the tears came
I grabbed my jacket
my bottle of water
and ran out into the night
but he came to me
and said
you’re quite scary you know
I was rude
and out of control
I said
he said
let me at least get you a drink
at our fancy sports lapa
I know you music teachers never get invites
to our fancy sports lapa, well stocked
with LIQUOR
and then let me tell you
I sleep like a baby
I looked up at the sky
I smiled sadly
that was that then
some people can take it
others have to
get out
.
just for me to read, ten years later
it was discovered that this headmaster
had brain tumors, terminal cancer
and in six weeks after discovery
at the age of fifty-six
he was dead
like so many headmasters
who died, too young, in the job
the sports bar in spite
.
as I wrote
some people can take it
others
get out
.
what is survival
I do not know
I always thought
I would die young
but at least, I did
pull myself
together

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