just a can unopened
on a road to ficksburg and understanding
unopened… although I knewthe history and the politicshow the past meets the present
remembering the young man in Sowetotelling me about hope and Mandelahow things would be […]
Filed under: John Bernard Bourne by akublik Date 12 June, 2008
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You taught me the proper technique
how to keep my distance
in the blinding snow
and not place faith
in the strength of the brake.
You cautioned
that the ice is always
smooth and slick
as a used car salesman’s tongue
remember
take nothing for granted
(the feel of your hand
on mine).
Now
we hardly ever speak to each other
except for the occasional hello
or goodbye
as somewhere along the […]
Filed under: Jeevan Bhagwat by akublik Date 9 June, 2008
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Your day will start at two,
when the phone rings,
in the darkness, in the night.
It will rip through your soul, to the bones and memory.
Confused and alone,
you’ll speak to sobs, just sobs.
I saw the light, I saw the light,
He took off in the middle of night,
drunk and crying
and nobody saw him,
‘cuz they were all drunk
and you’ll […]
Filed under: Daniel N. Poitras by akublik Date 5 June, 2008
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Don’t let them take me in the night.
Don’t let them take me screaming.
Don’t let them take me running,
crying
trying to reason,
doing my best to say “no” but they don’t understand.
Don’t let them take me when the sun comes out
at high noon,
at the close of dawn,
when the seasons change,
or the herd moves.
Don’t let them take me to […]
Filed under: Daniel N. Poitras by akublik Date 2 June, 2008
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