The Ferris Wheel (4) Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

The Seasons of the Day:
THE FERRIS WHEEL
4. The Twilight

The Twilight
Ah, albeit the coming twilight
it is still a tedious thing
that you have to turn on the lights
some just press the button
the evening meal is ready
cooking is finished at a quarter past six
no, not that civil six o´clock
we dine invariably from half past seven
or seven o'clock
no never desserts all so sweet
Cornetto´s choco ice-cream
Well, it's all just so-so
in the afternoon we often have Harrods´ high tea time
that has become ordinary again
while we are constantly sitting on our ass
after the Cornetto, no, not so-so
but doodle-dee-doe
first at eight watching the TV News
that is not always about the land of Maas and Waal
now that is about paedophile
by the same child breeders
sometimes with their own children
more often with other people's children
och-och so many deviations
dear God, where does this go?
marry the same sex
it will never repent anyone
then they also want a child with them
no, dear God, it does nothing to me

let me rather be Grandma
for my dear Vinh
my first grandchild
that was born on the 4th of July
from year two-zero-seventeen
no, not in the USA
but in the Netherlands, hurray!

he went with his parents
to far away Ghana country far away overseas
his mother had a job there, but a non-payable one
and my son, his father, was very fond of him
Vinh is back now after seven months
last 4th of July his one year´s birthday
he has celebrated that with his parents
in Berekum actually
there is also The Holy Family Hospital
a good continuation of the threesome
from the Netherlands with the Landrover-Defender
everything for Vinh can be put in the car, also his blender
but halfway through Morocco in Casablanca
the subtropical sun became too hot for him
his dad put him on the plane with his mother
to Guinea-Bissau
and together they continue with the Landrover Defender
from the city of Conakry
to the land next to it that is called Ghana
but what a distance if you measure that
from the Netherlands to Ghana country
and with such tropical ivory

I remained during Twilight at the Cornetto
now I'm wandering again, well you think it's so-so,
a bit weird
then you look around dashingly
fortunately not really crazy
and also not back from point zero
after this event, I'm going to kill
I mean to kill the time
no, they are not punishments
just go to bed to sleep
if I have to yawn so many times
and I hear the doors vibrate with the wind so wild
Ah, it's getting late again, my dear child
yes, really, it's really going well with me....


© Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. Saturday, August 25,2018
@ 6.18 hours AM West-Eur. Time