The Day I Met Oswald Berkley

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From afternoon siesta nap
        with clear focus of mind
 in holey torn vest a barefoot child leapt -
   out bed and door and gate 
           a pool in St Anns to find,
 and followed the circle road
               from whence he slept

 O’ fateful happy trail led
          to one Oswald Berkley,
 whose infant charge took under his wing.
     An angel of The Lord
                     sent to guide me
 on my rendezvous with fate
              in the park wandering

“Come child, I’ll take you
             where you wanna go”
 said the Mirror Man at the radio station,
    and to air lest not my
               whereabouts to know
 did broadcast my daring tale
                 all across the nation

 He drove and I pointed
      and dried my crying tears
‘round the Savannah in a stranger’s keep,
  who took my ragged picture
            and took away my fears -
 unto me a shepherd and I
                 unto he a lost sheep!


        Written: November 2008


The year was 1964 and I was 3 years old.

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