PUSH IT.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
i remember when life was good,i shilly-shallied across meadows,tumbled down mountains,i laughed and gurgled through woods,stretched and yawned in a myriad of floods.insects,weightless as sunbeams,settled upon my skin to drink.i wore lily-pads like medals.fish, lazy and battled-scarred,gossiped beneath them.the damselflies were my ballerinas,the pike my ambassadors,kingfishers, disguised as rainbows,were my secret agents.it was a sweet time, a gone time.a time before factories grew,brick by greedy brick.and left me cowering in monstrous shadows,like drunken giants,they vomited their poisons into me.tonight a scattering vagrant bluebells,dwarfed by the same poisons,toll my ending.children, come and find me if you wish.i am your inheritance.behind the derelict housing estates,you will discover my remnants.clogged with garbage and junk,to an open sewer ive shrunk.i, who have flowed through history,who have seen hamlets become villages,villages become towns, towns become cities,am reduced to a trickle of filth,beneath the still, burning stars.-brian patten.my verse in the speaking of verse and prose exam in november.just memorized this in less than 20 mins,cus i love it. its beautiful eh?
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