Gert Strydom
Johannesburg, South Africa

Filemon

Early in the morning
before the first coffee cups are set
and the first brew is made
Filemon arrives.

At a time I see him
riding a big black bicycle
and how he struggles
to get all the parcels
to the post office.

Later he drives a blue-grey station wagon
from which he carries a load of parcels
and never there’s a difference of a cent
on the money that he banks
and even when he’s doing his work
to the best of his ability,
a decision is made
that he must stay a messenger
and have to drive people and parcels around.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
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