Die Of Shame Poem by Louise Tredoux

At least, this rejection is better than before when
I had to sort cards alphabetically and couldn’t do
it, I cost the Department their budget, they lost
their funding to order new books because of my
non-functional system, ordering the same books
twice or more times

The only comfort I’ve found is when I read the author
Herman Charles Bosman was ordered to sort printing
blocks alphabetically while in prison and made such
a mess of it, he was assigned to stone-cutting with
the worst offenders, wish I could receive more literal
punishment also, just burning

With shame is not good enough, I wish I had the
opportunity to make amends for my incapacities,
instead of only suffering the pain of growing infe-
riority, I managed to cope to a certain stage, then
lost the ability to keep up with others, I think I’m
an idiot and I wish I could die of shame...