Thursday, January 8, 2009

an inspiration amidst boredom

Now edited by professionals, or so I'd have you believe.

Lady
My life in shambles, lacking all and having nothing.
Ten years have passed, and past all point of living.
That love I came to know.
It was so long ago.
He said he would return for me come winter or spring.

Man
My life in riches, lacking nothing and having all.
Ten years have past, in slums I had to crawl.
That life I had to know.
It was so long ago.
But then, I left that scum-filled place forever and more.

Lady
Could it be him? That man there bears his likeness.
Ten years have past, now past this life of bleakness.
That love I came to know.
It was so long ago.
And now he has returned to me, his love still no less.

Man
Hello stranger, whose rotting rags house rats and lice.
Hello stranger, why look at me with those eyes.
Come take a coin or two.
And now be off with you.
To say you are a pretty sight would say you a lie.

Lady
We were in love, love being all and needing nothing
Be off with me? As if he were no longer caring.
Can you not recall my face?
Memories of me misplaced.
And as I walk away from him, my entirety despairing.

Man
And here I am, back to change the slums of my past.
So long ago I was freed from the chains of my caste.
The things that now I see.
Fragments of my memory.
Now times have changed, it is the things I've built that will last.

Lady
So long I've waited, now he knows me no longer.
So long I've waited, but now I wait no longer.
This dagger I now plunge.
This heart I will expunge.
To the marring darkness of despair, myself I render.

Man
And now I recall, the piteous dreg that I had seen
That lady in rags, the love of my life had been.
I once held her in my arms.
Shielding her from hurt and harm.
What have I done? Of thieves and murderers I am akin.


Lady/Man
We were in love, love being all and needing nothing.
He/She was my world, all else beyond comparing.
Mock this wretched life of mine.
He/She is not for me to find.
If there's not meager hope of love, life's not worth enduring.


Notsnhoj

Edited by Christopher Yang and Judith Ooi

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