A Tour Of Ucol. Poem by Michael Walker

A lecturer greeted me
for theheritage month tour
on which I was the only guest.
I soon found out
she lived in the past like me.
She took me past building after building
which housedclassrooms.
The buildings lookedearthquake-proof.


We looked in at a few classrooms.
'What would I study at UCOL? ' I wondered.
Chef? I already cook well enough.
Carpentry? It's easier to buy furniture.
Photography? I already click the kodak.
Sports training? Weightlifting is too hard.
I.T.? I'm barely computer literate so maybe.'
I was only day dreaming.

We went upstairs to the sunny second floor
and the cafe. 'You could dine here, '
she said kindly. We went downstairs
to a modern glass-fronted building
which housed the hairdressing salon.
'You're welcome to get haircuts here, '
she said, 'at low prices'.
I think I'll accept the offer
of a new stylist.

- 15 September,2019.