Finally! Blue Skies

by Zan

During the reign of the oppressive ones,

My myopic view of the world was stuck to

the 3 by 2 self-made civil service prison.

On my left were assessment books gathering dust.

To the right, a quasi “coo-coo” colleague

Driven mad by missed promotions and

Rascals waiting to pounce on her along the corridors.

To the front and back of me were

Two more miserable employees who

Were jaded beyond recognition and

Confirmed the theory that I was in the land

Of the living dead and there was no escape or

Blue skies..

I tried looking for it up there but

all I saw was a fluorescent light surrounded by

boring patches of white squares.

It reminded me of bedlam and all I needed

Was a straightjacket to further subdue my

Spirit and the thirst to search for

Blue skies..

they say hello to me most mornings now

like a bonus prize in a lucky draw they came with

A myriad of  leafy greens that beckons playfully

A colossal chaos of wood and plastic toys

That are my neighbour’s garden

A red, battered Mitsubishi colt that

Never tires of speeding away in the

wee hours of the morning.

Two happiness inducing pots of

Kmart yellow and vermillion gerberra flowers..

and the icing on my window would be

the ray of sun I see each day to remind me of

Blue skies!

Hello my elusive friend..

I am finally here.. where I dreamed you would be.