More or less my first and only foray into a piece that is almost entirely conversational...read it and tell me what you think. Dug it up from old stuff...Wrote this about four years ago...
Democracy. An idea that was born and conceived through the union of human mind and spirit. Gestating in the hearts of millions and still being brought forth into this world. It is a labour that(for many) will last to death.
It does not matter to me anymore. I can neither see nor hear anything. In the pitch darkness of this pit I have realized that ideas cannot feed you or rescue you. I believed in this idea, was prepared to fight for it unto death but it has proven to be my executioner…
I am..was a revolutionary. Young, strong. I withstood the dreadful batons of the state police, the bullets that killed many a dream. The dreams of many died but served to inspire many more to live…and dream once more.
A vicious cycle that. A cycle that is the cause of bloodshed and hatred in this country of mine. A cycle that is doomed to end in defeat not only for the defeated but for the victors as well. We all know that it is the men in power that fail the people…a million revolutionaries are born every minute but the sweet seductive dreams of power eclipse the harsh reality of freedom giving but the burning corona of the outer image and leaving the heart and the mind blackened.
At times I wonder if I…but that way lies madness. I am in a pit…I know not how deep it is or how wide. I know not how many days I lie here or how many nights have speckled the sky with stardust…that mingles with the blood of my nation.
They have killed my wife. Slit her throat in front of me. They have murdered my children. Am I losing my mind…I do not remember their names…the darkness of this pit reaches inside my head obliterating my memories of my family. I cried. I cried when the memories became blurred and the sounds of their voices dimmed and became part of the crowd of voices in my head.
The voices…they taunt. They tell me to kill myself. To join those who have taken my family from me. To kill and rip and bite…I am shaking…do I have a fever…but I do not feel ill. I feel so full of life!! Life..what is its meaning…darkness..where is the light. HUNGER!! THIRST!!! Food..I need food. I need to keep my wits about me. Where am I? Who am I?? What am I ? How am I?? Why am I …HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!
I fainted…the madness has me in its grip. Strip, lip, chip,Stop it…you must calm down. Measure your breathing and calm down. You must if you want to live. How long have I been here? How many days or how many long endless nights have these monsters imprisoned me in this pit of HELL!!!
CONCENTRATE!!! DON’T PANIC!!! First you must measure the length and breadth of this pit…you know how to do it don’t you? The Pit and the Pendulum. Mr. Poe helps me. I shall hold this wall I am leaning against and press my right heel against it…so. Now I shall pace forward and measure in paces…keeping one foot in front of the other so that I finally reach the other wall on the opposite side and can then estimate the distance.
That’s not too bad is it. Easy there. Slow and steady does it. Now we are making progress. I feel like Indiana Jones already…HAHAHA!!No..No..NO!!! Stop it just keep woeking through this and you will survive I promise you. So I shall walk and I shall walk…
Hullo…what was that? I felt something hit my foot just now…is there some other poor soul in here with me?? In the center of this damned pit? Hullo…oy…are you alright..my name is…now let us see what was it. I am sure it started with K…but I just cant remember the rest. K…K…K…for King.. King Kong!!!! Yes that is it!!! Stop it you fool. They want this. They want you to go mad. Mad people have no ideas and even if they do. The Ideas don’t matter…they want your mind. They have taken everything from you..your land your family, your freedpom and now they want your mind!!!1 Your mind !!!!
Can you hear me…dumb are you?? You are kind of cold you know that?? Very cold in fact. I don’t think you are very well or keeping in very good health. I was a doctor once. Let me see…you…you have no PULSE!!! Well that must meant that you are…d..no it cant be. You are pulseless that is all. Mere error on my part. Forgive me my dear fellow.
Nice clothes and what is that on your chest??? A badge?? You were in the army were you?? Or you went to school. I can see the name glinting in the darkness. I cant read it though it sounds nice…something I would have liked to call my…who..what…
That’s a nice cap you are wearing…and…its…its..moving!!! No personal hygiene at all dear fellow…you have maggots all over you. You are simply filthy and Phew!!! That smell…how long has it been since you took a bath. OH my God !!! No!!! Those monsters have left me to rot here with a Corpse!!! No that cant be…its all your imagination. It is simply a…a…a…
Whatever you are, you aren’t dead are you? Are you?? Answer me!!! Answer me!! ANSWER ME you devils spawn!!!! Why are you tormenting me!!!! Why couldn’t you have just killed me with my family!!!?? Why this fate??Why??Why???
So hungry, so thirsty…haven’t eaten or drunk in days…it seems like months or maybe even years…or millennia or Centuries!!!! Stop..stop…see reason. They have left you in a deep pit with a corpse. They want you to go mad!!! But it is not working. I will not sacrifice my sanity. I will defeat those unholy monsters!!! They will not have me!!1 They will not have me.
Let us see the identity of this dead person…no not dead…merely sleeping.
I have a match on me…yes..NO!!! But…but…(shuffling around)…they left me matches…now why would they do that. Smoke my last cigarette?? Let us light up then!!! And…those clothes…my son used to wear clothes like these…the very same…and he looked so much like you…except for those holes in his face…I would have never stood for that in the house…cant tolerate much o this new fashion…cant abide by it…Well then fellow…sleep…sleep…do you want to hear a lullaby I used to sing my son…its very old…but ..
Tinker top the tin cop once knocked on my door
I told him to go away “don’t be a bore”
Tinker top took his little stick and knocked me on the head
And then he kept n knocking ntil I was DEAD!!!!
DEAD!DEAD!!DEAD!!
