Monday 15 April 2013

Found Poem, from Lord of the Flies, Chapter 9


The End of Innocence
Found poem, taken from Lord of the Flies by William Golding,
(Ch 1,2,3,9,12)

Ralph jumped from the terrace,
immersed his mouth and blew a jet of water into the air,
did a surface dive and swam under water
a golden light danced over his face,

Signs of life were visible now,
the children who came along the beach leapt into visibility.
A storm of laughter arose,
and even the tiniest child joined in,
for a moment the boys were a closed circuit of sympathy.

Yet, they’re frightened.
as if it wasn’t a good island,
as if, the beastie was real.

Beneath a sky of thunderous brass,
rang with the storm coming.

Between the flashes of lightning
the air was dark and terrible,
The hunters took their spears,
the cooks took spits,
the rest clubs of fire wood.
the brown backs that hemmed in terror.

And there again,
shrill and inevitable,
was the ululation sweeping across the island.

Don’t scream,
hopeless fear on flying feet,
rushing through the forest,
trying to cry for mercy.
Ralph wept for the end of innocence,
the darkness of man’s heart.




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