From My Little Black Book
Note to the Reader: to really be able to understand this one, you have to:
1) had been in class with me
2) consider my old high school is slated for demolition later this year
3) be familiar with Pink Floyd's The Wall, which was at the top of the charts during my last year there.
Enjoy reading!
From My Little Black Book
Alone against The Wall wild-eyed
Alone I stood in their spotlights
Alone, dressed like a referee
A lone object of damning evidence
No way to offer what redemption
For that master’s final solution
It happened back in seventy-nine
You all know ‘xactly who I am
The stage was set, the show must go on
A judge’s wig the master donned
And what a nightmare he ‘morphosed
Through one brown eye he huffed and roared
Those wildly fluttering cheeks what gore
And how it echoed from The Wall!
O State of Denmark! What a stench!
All I wanted to do was retch
Throughout the Hamlet it got known
However strange, no profits scored
Ne'er a ticket was ever sold
For the greatest comedy ever told
All were far too rapt in laughter
New entry in the local lore
But oh how easy ‘tis to remember
The bobby’s name that teacher bore
This eve the dust cometh to rest
Upon the ruins that were our Hamlet
‘Neath ebon skies as a star shone
A very strange and earthy tone
My door is open, a keg I’ve tapped
Just come on in, we’ll hoist one more
We’ll have a toast, memories of yore
And maybe then, you’ll find out who I am.
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See you all at Wuthering Heights
_________________
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
**Sting, Englishman In New York
Last edited by Papillon on 03 Mar 2006, 8:11 pm, edited 2 times in total.
Well, I didn't go to school with you, but I listened to The Wall religiously when it came out and I wish my old high school was scheduled for demolition (it's now a middle school), so I can grok parts of it. And I don't have to understand it all when I say I think it's an effing beautiful poem.
Thank-you, wandrew.
I gave it one last edit in a couple of places. I did e-mail it to the committee who are in charge of the upcoming HS reunion along with a proposal that a tribute to The Wall be done in a theatrical setting. So far, no reply, and I'm not surprised
_________________
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
**Sting, Englishman In New York
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