• Once Upon a Time

    Once upon a time, son,
    they used to laugh with their hearts
    and laugh with their eyes:
    but now they only laugh with their teeth,
    while their ice-block-cold eyes
    search behind my shadow.

    There was a time indeed
    they used to shake hands with their hearts:
    but that’s gone, son.
    Now they shake hands without hearts
    while their left hands search
    my empty pockets.

    ‘Feel at home!’ ‘Come again’:
    they say, and when I come
    again and feel
    at home, once, twice,
    there will be no thrice-
    for then I find doors shut on me.

    So I have learned many things, son.
    I have learned to wear many faces
    like dresses – homeface,
    officeface, streetface, hostface,
    cocktailface, with all their conforming smiles
    like a fixed portrait smile.

    And I have learned too
    to laugh with only my teeth
    and shake hands without my heart.
    I have also learned to say,’Goodbye’,
    when I mean ‘Good-riddance’:
    to say ‘Glad to meet you’,
    without being glad; and to say ‘It’s been
    nice talking to you’, after being bored.

    But believe me, son.
    I want to be what I used to be
    when I was like you. I want
    to unlearn all these muting things.
    Most of all, I want to relearn
    how to laugh, for my laugh in the mirror
    shows only my teeth like a snake’s bare fangs!

    So show me, son,
    how to laugh; show me how
    I used to laugh and smile
    once upon a time when I was like you.

    Gabriel Okara:disappointed: :disappointed:


  • Thanks for sharing!