Parting With An Incapacitated Friend
And so my faithful comrade,
You’ve served you’re purpose
Ran the race,
And as it never became apparent,
Were you ‘Bic’ or were you ‘Pace’?
You’re entity faded
As you worked long hours,
You became me and I you,
As we fought for the common goal
That eluded both ‘Staedtler’ and ‘Columbia’ too.
Our compassion cannot be measured by words,
Such closeness and friendship,
Led to our intertwining of thoughts,
Our respect, our similarities,
But most of all, our love for that ‘Tipex’ we bought.
But I’m afraid,
That even though so close my drained out friend,
I cannot cherish your incapacitance much longer,
And I’m forced, to surrender you to that big black pencil case in the sky.
So please don’t think of it as a bin, but more like something over there ‘Yonder’.
Audio Version (To Be Added)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1984
(3rd poem written in 1984 – exact date of writing unknown)