We prepare dinner together - we do NOT
share our thoughts, I forgot and repeated
discussions of earlier today- why can’t I
keep my ideas to myself
My trust in your goodness, which excludes
tolerance for my thoughts, tempted me to
explain how I felt until you abruptly
interrupted in frustration
‘I disapprove, did you really think all those
things, inapplicable in the extreme’ - your
vehemence surprising me, bemused I
wondered why you react like that
Kept quiet and stomped away, virtuously
you washed the dishes, happy to teach me
to hold my tongue - I appreciate your
goodness again, who needs
Conversation after all?
(Afrikaans version)
Doe So Voort
‘Ek het jou die mond gesnoer’ is jou
trotse kreet, jy het na my geluister
en verklaar toe ewe beleef ‘Goeie
hemel, maar jy is weird’
Werklik? Is dit wat jy dink van alles
wat ek sê? Ek beter nou in stilte
swyg, as jy moet weet wat ek
werklik aangevang het
Kry jy paparellakoors, dit wil ons vermy
ek hou nou my mond, niks verder vertel
gelukkig nog altyd daarin geslaag om
myself te ignoreer
Wyl jy ewe groots verklaar jy het ALLE
kennis in pag, halleluja, jou self-vol-
daanheid is bewonderenswaardig –
Doe So Voort!
18 September 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
“This boy’s gonna make it” – ‘n heildronk op my ma, Annemarie: Dit gaan soms broekskeur om met familie klaar te kom want "Famil...
-
Looking for the good, ignoring the sad (anything we dislike), according to Abraham’s (Esther Hick’s) website: “You cannot look at what you ... -
Found a perfect rendition of the Arabic alphabet on the Internet, trying to remember the letter KHa is pronounced with a guttural G...
No comments:
Post a Comment