I’d die for something
21 December 2014
MARIE MONDU TABEL
An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
I saw the tallest tower today.
Dark steels watching the bay.
Blank gazes, a sad spirit, thousand words running through my head until it hurts.
If I were to make a suicidal protest for the city to see, the tower is perfect for me.
A dark figure swinging back and forward against the strong Hiri winds.
Who will spot me first and who will read the note I quest?
Will it be the high class residents up Togoba Hill, the ANZ branch Manager or a Koki stranger?
How senseless how could I get there in the first place?
How crazy, gaped mouthed people pointing into the sky "there he is!"
My story will ring through generations: an urban legend.
Will my cause be heard when am dead?
Only am alive now and what will I do instead?
If the moment was right, I’d die for something.
But not today, I have so much to live for.
If this generation is the last to play outside
I will fight to bring back the tide
Stick and stones were everything.
We would make anything.
Before the paper money,
Children were loved and everyone cared.
I’d die for something, I’d die to show you how simplicity
Is the key to being happy.
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