DILU D OKUK
An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
I once wished, '' If only time could come again tomorrow,
for I have invested all too much in sorrow.''
In my zeal for life wisdom passed me by,
Stumbling through narrow corridors, ready to die.
Wisdom finds me again as I come to rest,
from my journey of unruly feasts and jest,
the unwanted illumination of my past pretences,
oh I wish I could hide behind those golden fences.
Confidence has deserted the windows to my soul,
now reserved and timid, without purpose and without goal.
My limbs thirst for industry but in vain,
the cognitive processes are shot and in pain.
But old companions have caught me unawares,
inspiring my hopes and healing my fears,
once discarded and the reason for my yearning,
now these 'ears', once decoration, are now the catalysts for my learning.