The Maid And The Gardener
In the old rusty matatu they sit
The maid and the gardener
Each in their thoughts lost
The gardener,his ailing mother
The maid, her kids' school cost
They are woken from the reverie
By the sudden hitting of the bump
That make them accidentally knock
Secs later they feel the pain in the rump.
'You will kill us trying to get off the block'
The gardener yells to the old chap.
'A gardener and a maid need no comfort'
Old Badger retorts,shifting the jammed gear.
In their thoughts they are lost again
Within no time the old matatu speed gain
The gardener closes his eyes already tired
Even Though the days work has not started
After a short time in a deep slumber he falls
The bed bugs did not permit him sleep
And neither will his boss when he arrives
The loud yells wake him up
This time,it is the maid.
"I swear i saw it!"
She claims,eyes almost out of their socket
"I swear i saw it
It was flying from that bonnet
The cockroach!"
All the passengers break into a laughter.
'Workers from Karen will show us things'
The Old Badger claims in a sneer.
All of them inwardly pray that the journey
Which all must make to their Maker
Will not be as eventful and as bumpy.
The gardener beseeches the good Lord
(Who has denied him everything good in life):
"Even if you take me,don't allow my trip to
Heaven to be in an old rusty matatu"
Great play of juxtaposition. I like this poem. The Gardner and the maid as metaphors of the social rot of the capitalist society. Work for the bourgeoisie but think about the most basic human needs. But I like the Gardner's prayer- my life has been rusty why must you take me home in a rusty old van.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the positive insight Senior Poet.
ReplyDeleteLegendary. I wish it was longer
ReplyDeleteOooh, how I love this piece of art, the ending is everything. The enjambment eases the fluidity of the thoughts. Good work poet Mike.
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