Role Reversal

¿Le gusta este jardín, que es suyo? ¡Evite que sus hijos lo destruyan!

Malcolm Lowry 1

 

It had been a good party...

 

But

As more arrived, we decided we had to go -

Too quickly; or perhaps too slow

For some, who said it would be best

For most if not the rest

Uncaring of the past

Or the gloom we cast

Bickering with old friends

About the future trends

Arguing with our peers

Over their misplaced fears

We left!

 

Grabbing the wrong coats

And the best man's notes

Our children in a rage

That nothing would assuage

Trampling garden flowers

As if all right was ours

Slamming the gate

Behind our hate

Breaking its old latch

We shunned the patch

Refusing to talk

Or even listen

We left!

 

We knew

We could never return to their table now

He said "Did you like that garden?"

                He knew it had been a place of peace

                Where harmony might still increase

He said "They will never let our children in to play again"

 

 

1. From Under the Volcano; translates as: 'Do you like this garden, that is yours? See to it that your children do not destroy it!'

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Brian Maryon

Sat 3rd Mar 2018 17:52

Chris I was immediately attracted to your poem because hablo un poco espanol and then found the piece enjoyable.

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