Born screaming small into this world-
Living I am.
Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-
What was I before?
What will I be next?
What am I now?
Cruel answer carried in the jesting mind
of a careless God
I will not bend and grovel
When I die. If He says my sins are myriad
I will ask why He made me so imperfect
And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'
I will say 'Then why did you make so
many of me'.
Seemingly a funny poem but has a philosophical grind for the reader with questions of life and death, life and after-life, mortality, imperfections, sins on one hand and the creator on the other. Thanks.
So you would not be odd, God replied.
A thought provoking poem indeed. Nicely penned. Enjoyed thoroughly. Thanks for sharing.
Our imperfections are our own creation.
Born screaming small into this world- Living I am. Occupational therapy twixt birth and death- What was I before? What will I be next? What am I now? ......excellently written on the self knowing; it's the world where we born and die in the same form; in the cradle and grave our living form are same- after all these same form we do discriminate ourselves; but why- still no one knows!
Spike understood people and the world he lived in. The poem 'Me' addresses with succinct brevity, addresses the meaning of life and death, from before birth to after death, extending into questions about sin and God. For me the poem 'Unto Us...' by Spike Milligan is his most powerful haunting work.
Great poet's write with insight, experience and ability. Spike was a genius for making people laugh with humour. Few people realize that great comedians need to understand people within their culture and social context to make people laugh. The poem 'Me' portrays Spike's serious side and exhibits an insight into the depth of his perception into social issues in his time period.
Even the title 'Me' cleverly leads into questions relating to life, death and the meaning of life, with the serious reference to therapy Occupational therapy twixt birth and death- What was I before? What will I be next? What am I now? ' The words 'Cruel answer' remains personal, but universal questions about life death, humanity and sin, are being asked with the implication of why is life so cruel and unkind, and why did God make us this way with 'chisels... blunt'.
Living i am! ! Coming into the world. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Compare with Spike's 'An Indian Boyhood'. Somewhere in Spike's life depression appeared and never let go again; we have this tiny insight into his private world. His working life has given us all, young and old, such wonderful fun and laughter. If only there had been a 'laughter-bank', where we could all have deposited our wealth of enjoyment into an account for him to draw upon. There are few like him who can make you laugh 'till it hurts and can also stand up and speak out thoughtfully over more serious issues. What a brilliant man, so greatly missed!