© Farouk Asvat
This emblem of characterThis portal for lovers
Is a skimpy friend,
This husher of squabbles
This barrier against thugs
Is a flimsy divide
- Not made of T'zitzikama imbuia
But blue painted pinewood:
Skewed planks fitted together
Decorated with an old brass knob -
It is poor against the wind
And at keeping out drunks;
But still I close it
Against the icy scalpels of winter
Against the windy songs of August
Against the earthy smell of the rains
Where worlds can be reduced
To designer homes.
But nowThis welcome barricade
Is also an invasion
Expecting a knock at anytime:
A familiar face
Inviting you to a holiday in prison
Or a comrade
Bringing you a friendly death threat
© farouk asvat
composed: 05.06.1986 [Alexandra, Johannesburg, South Africa under apartheid]
for Lionel Abrahams in Alexandra Township
The Front Door was previously published in:
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (piquant publications, p32, 2006).
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