AFTER LOW TEA 1958A Poem by Terry CollettKIDS IN LONDON IN 1958 AND TRUTH AND LIES AND CHURCH SINGING AND CHIPS![]() After tea seeing that her old man isn't home I go knock Ingrid's door her mother answers what you want? she asks me can Ingrid come on out? where abouts? here and there it's too late getting dark it's not dark and it's just 5pm she stares hard looks past me at the sky her father will be home very soon and will want to know where she has gone she tells me then tell him she's at church we're singing in the choir I tell her and are you? sure we are ask Ingrid she looks back into the flat INGRID HERE! she bellows Ingrid comes to the door this boy says you're going to the church and singing in the choir is that true? sure it is I tell her would Ingrid lie to you? well Ingrid? her mother says to her Ingrid nods and says yes her eyes gaze at me through her glasses all right then off you go her mother says to her so we go down the stairs of the flats looking out as we do in case her father comes back from work we go out through the Square up towards Harper Road you lied good I tell her I didn't lie not really I only said yes to her Ingrid says but Dad will want to know what we did at choir and what church we went to then he'll know it's a lie and beat me she utters I know where we can sing in choir I tell her at a church? she asks me sure it is so we walk to the left out onto Bath Terrace and on to the Gospel Hall near by where One Eye (the guy's got just one eye) holds meeting for singing Benedict he utters come to sing? and who's this? she's Ingrid come to sing o that's good One Eye says we go in to the hall where others are sitting down in chairs here's your choir and your church I tell her now it's' truth not a lie I tell her so we sing gospel songs clap our hands stamp our feet a piano belting out out of key but it's fun and we're both together here out of harm and after we'll go get some hot chips from Neptune's and eat them from a bag on the street gazing out at the sky getting dark side by side standing there one more hymn One Eye says then we'll go Ingrid's hand touches mine we're just kids both aged 9. © 2015 Terry Collett |
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Added on August 19, 2015 Last Updated on August 19, 2015 AuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more.. |


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