There was no other way 
We grew up – almost as siblings 
We lived on the same street
Let me not state the obvious 
But guess I must
We went to the same school – same class too
And then – no surprises for guessing 
The same friends, toys, likes and dislikes
When he was taken to the circus – I was taken along too
And when I went to the fete – he had to be there 
No this is no joke – we fell in love around the same time 
Was it the same year?
Not exactly sure- so won’t lie 
And then we proposed – to sisters 
Marriages were followed by kids 
No – not twins or anything so dramiatic
They had a girl and a boy 
We had two boys – yes, they were friends 
And then one day we went camping with friends 
Just the men – fishing in the river, swimming 
Shooting pigeons, barbecues, and a couple of drinks
The first two days were swell 
Life was good – it couldn’t be better 
Or so we thought
And then we argued – it was something trivial
Things escalated is all I remember and there was a scuffle 
Forty years is a long time to remember what happened  
However , that night it remained unresolved 
Our friends failed in their endeavour
To make us talk it over  
The second night was a repeat of the first 
We tucked in without a word 
I know we both felt rotten – but not a word was spoken
Pride and ego kept us at loggerheads  
I woke at dawn and saw that his bed was empty
I thought he had gone for a walk 
He never returned 
All fingers pointed at me – obviously 
We had fought, hadn’t we? 
I was hauled away unceremoniously 
Our wives were beside themselves with grief 
Our kids heartbroken 
Our families torn asunder 
The case dragged on 
One agonisingly year after another
Handcuffs ceased to be embarrassing in the courtroom  
Court hearings became a nightmare 
There were no tears anymore 
No one believed me – I knew they never would 
So, I resigned myself to my fate 
It’s been thirty years – I had been given life 
With my small packet of belongings, I exited the prison gates this morning  
And there he stood - with arms open wide- smiling 
Waiting to take me home? 
I did a second take and then extended my hand to shake his 
I wrapped him in a warm embrace 
Then did what I had planned to do if I ever met him again
It was calm and effortless – I am a big man 
Then I turned and went back through those prison gates 
I handed myself in - the confession was matter of fact 
It all felt like a dream – but I was peaceful at last 
There was no other way. 
 
 
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