I was writing a poem the other day.
Then I got stuck in the middle.
I was already brain-storming then.
and it was like midnight already.
I started to ask around for help.
All my Brunei friends, they had no idea what I was trying to say.
Before giving up, I gave in and asked my brother for help.
He himself didn't know how to continue and said that I was dumb as wood.
I was like WHAT?!! ME?!! WHAT BOUT YOU?!! >_<
Ended up he went to bed.
So I asked one of his friends for help.
I lied. Telling him that it was my assignment and I had to hand it in tomorrow.
I know. I'm EVIL! ^_^ He edited most of my work.
This is how it went -
As the crickets start playing their afternoon sonata,
I sit at my desk, breathing into my lungs Nicotine and tar,
wondering, how I would go about
finishing this assignment, so I can go out
And play tag with the butterflies in the air,
as the wind whispers solace in my ears.
As weariness clouded my eyes, I lit another stick of sin.
My vision was tunneling, my walls were closing in.
How would I write up a poem of happiness, of joy, of sorrow?
If he/she wanted this assignment done by tomorrow?
That was it. The final straw.
I just couldn't take it anymore.
I quickly grabbed a piece of paper,
grabbed a pen from the kitchen counter.
Took a deep breath and set my pen on paper,
put my thoughts as the answer
to his/her attempts to stimulate creativity
in our young and supple minds so that they would grow healthily.
This, my audience, is what I wrote
and from here onwards, I quote:
'Roses are red, Violets are blue'
'I think this assignment is stupid, and so are you!'
And so now I am at last free
To play in the garden, to fly with the birds and the bees.
I am now happy. Why? Because at last I am done
And now, I've got ahead of me an afternoon full of fun!
Cheers!
Labels: - Matthew Lau
