Turning heads and tables

Gordie Jackson
2 min readMar 26, 2018

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Photo by James Motter on Unsplash

I was wondering around the city. I had been to it a few times, enough for some to recognise me. Now I just wanted to sit in this quiet corner and taste the hot coffee. The paper made mention of yesterday commotion. I wasn’t sure whether the people were ‘taking the mick’ or sincere. It was the way I had saw it in the dream, “Get a donkey and enter the city.” A donkey carried me to my birthplace so why not to the place of my death. The dictator missed the opportunity to kill me way back then now it will happen in only a matter of days.

I am obsessed with thinking how shall I fill these last days. For one who has gone on about living a full life, mine begins to feel empty. The guys need to remain upbeat but I know they will be devastated when they witness what I know will happen.

There are so many people here seeking life yet the religious have made it prescribed. People can find life within them once they care not for the opinions of others. I have always wanted to express my rage at how this place has become a tourist attraction and people are sold a gimmick for the real thing.

Do I do it now or never? I feel an impulse to turn over every table in the place. What can they do to me? Arrest me? That will come soon enough. To hell with it, I am up and that table is over and that table and that table. Money races each other, people shout, I don’t care. What will it take people to understand that you have life already you don’t have to buy from these guys. They tell you this and that and you believe them I tell you, “ Seek it for yourself, do the work and you will be rewarded. This stuff can’t be bought with money, it takes your whole soul.” For every person that has believed a lie, I do this. The lie is in the apparatus, the show. Look inward and there you will find.

Ok, ok lads go easy I don’t care anymore they are watching but their moment has not yet come.

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Gordie Jackson

Speaks with a Northern Irish accent, lives in Hertfordshire, England.