Tuesday, 25 April 2017

T-I-M-E, (Subdued) Echoes of Sound and Fury

‘Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing...’ – Shakespeare (Macbeth)

Provoked by a classmate, I fought with him in the school playground some 60+ years ago. We were both given detention, and I missed a favourite TV programme as well as having to explain to my mother why I was late home. I protested that it wasn’t my fault, to which she replied, ‘It’s never Anyone’s fault, dear, which is why No one gets anywhere fast because Everyone is too busy blaming Someone Else to actually get to the bottom of things.’ This meant nothing to me at the time, of course, but continues to resonate with me, making sense of a kind it has taken me the better part of a lifetime to grow into…


Childhood, waved me on
to better days
when grownups take notice
of what I think,
even have the presumption
to offer an opinion

Teenage years greeted me
with false promises,
aspirations soon warned off
by my betters
as overarching my potential,
mere pipe dreams

A working life beckoned
away from schooldays
angst about passing exams,
impressing peers,
yearning a greater freedom
of personal space

Retirement welcomed me
with a cheery wave,
promising leisure times filled
with fun and laughter free
from work stress, more time
for family and friends

Old age, it has the last laugh
on me, them, us,
and all humankind worldwide 
for harvesting home truths
if as sinned against as sinning
for sowing confusion

Such is a tale told by an idiot,
signifying nothing…
unless we discern and accept
our share of responsibility
for the world as it is, do our bit
to change it for the better

Copyright R. N. Taber 2017

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