samedi, janvier 22, 2011

Cul de sac - The red ants

Fro astute wind
Why is the tumor attached to the bridge? Asked the frilled face boy
He looked at his father with enquiry eyes
The father pointed at a star and told his boy
“Look at the star and how it shines; one day, we’ll walk on the edge of that star”
The boy mounted his camel, and told it to ride towards the star
In front, two red ants blocked each other’s way
The camel stopped in front of them, and wouldn’t advance.
"The camel won't advance" told the boy to the father
“We have to wait for nature to take its course” responded the father
“Let’s get drunk and in drunken state, we may understand the predicament of the ants".
The boy removed the gourd from the sac attached to the camel, took two gulps of alcohol and then passed on the gourd to his father.
The father drank in delight.
Shrewd tumor beneath the bridge
Straps of leather fastening the swinging columns
The river gushed below the overpass
“My moon, blue moon, oh, how you shine tonight, in this mysterious desert” sang the boy.
“It is now time to walk on” said the father.
And boy, father, camel, ants, sand, moon and star advanced towards the night.
Wind, don’t you rock that bridge!