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Getting Real : Tea for Two
Life is not like the movies | from Muzungu - Monday, October 27, 2008 accessed 350 times Just woke up and this came out of nowhere. Shirley Temple with her plastic doll smile skipping inside a black and white fairytale. Gene Kelley tap-dancing across the television with his sweetheart in a puffy pink cotton candy dress. “Singing in the rain, what a glorious feeling, I’m happy again.” A glorious feeling I never had. I want an umbrella to shield me from the weeping sky. “My daddy has to go away, but he’ll be back most any day, Any moment I will see, my daddy coming home to me.” He never comes and I am left with only a grey angry heaven and my tears mingling with the raindrops. “Raindrops keep falling on my head But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red.” I blink and it’s the same nameless road. Different countries, same road. Cracked, potholed, third world roads. Different coloured natives, but always the same colourless road, leading nowhere, leading to a fate I cannot control. Life is not like the movies. There is no happy ending. |
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Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article | from colden Thursday, November 27, 2008 - 19:38 (Agree/Disagree?) cute remix! (reply to this comment)
| from Haunted Tuesday, November 11, 2008 - 10:07 (Agree/Disagree?) Well, I got it, and it was quite a trip down pow-wow memory lane :-) (reply to this comment)
| from neez Friday, October 31, 2008 - 02:41 (Agree/Disagree?) Life is like a box of chinese chocloates. (reply to this comment)
| | | from Muzungu Thursday, October 30, 2008 - 16:35 (Agree/Disagree?) Geesh, one must explain away creative writing on here it seems. Alright people, this was written as a childhood memory, watching movies (that we were allowed to see) and what I thought watching them, as a child. Key words here: AS A CHILD (reply to this comment)
| from Phoenixkidd Thursday, October 30, 2008 - 09:35 (Agree/Disagree?) Hope this is past sentiment Muzungu. Life instead can be wonderful, I still feel like I am on a "Road Trip" sometimes, bizarre things happen to me yet I keep pluggin' away like it's my last. I remember 20 years ago like it was yesterday, the crying, the emptiness, realizing I was raised in a cult so bizarre it only consisted of 10000 and would always ask God why? Why me? now I know things just happen, Sh** just happens, the best you can do is scrap the Sh** off your boots and keep on plodding. (reply to this comment)
| from Randi Wednesday, October 29, 2008 - 22:23 (Agree/Disagree?) Unlike the movies... There can be a happy ending, if you make one. (reply to this comment)
| from conan Wednesday, October 29, 2008 - 13:06 (Agree/Disagree?) You're watching the wrong movies perhaps (reply to this comment)
| | | | | | | from Nice! Monday, October 27, 2008 - 23:22 (Agree/Disagree?) That was great. good work. (reply to this comment)
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