My mother left Poland in 2002, moved to America and I never saw her again. She contacted me on few odd occasions, never made the effort of wanting to see me, never bought a plane ticket for me to come and see her in Chicago. My dad, when I was 16 years old found a picture of me kissing a boy. Told me he wanted to hang himself, and from that day I counted down the days to leave home. He also informed me couple of years later during a visit in Poland that I am now 'on my own'; I've not received any support from my parents since the age of 19, from the moment I move countries and - as my dad described - am on my own.
To mum:
At the end of the world
On a big grassland, soft and shivering
Everything will be prime and brand new
Concrete world left far behind
I burn, I disappear.
I wanted to give u so much
Mislead by the wind
I wanted to find myself, but you’re gone.
Hundred years might pass till I see you again
I believed in what you said,
Although I felt strange fear.
You know what’s it like in life.
To dad:
Someone walks past, nudges with their elbow
You can’t hear a distant voice,
Everyone’s laughing all around you.
I smack him on the nose,
He falls over, but gets up.
I fall; today I was on my own.
Please, look after me,
Even if there's no reason,
Even if I don’t want to;
I hate you already,
so colourfully.
Songs choices: "Urszula - Dmuchawce, Latawce, Wiatr" + "Beata Kozidrak + Universe - Tyle Chcialem Ci Dac"; "Aya RL - Skora" + "Rezerwat - Zaopiekuj Sie Mna", translated by me.
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