The last person who propounded “Arbeit Macht Frei” was Adolf Hitler. This I should have noticed.
I’ve walked under that Auschwitz gate, and that I should have noted.
At some point I sat down and I waited patiently,
and life it passed me by.
I worked hard and I did as I was told graciously,
and life, it just drifted on by.
I valued long term over immediate gain,
and life, it was still walking on by.
I worried about what other people thought, and did my best to see them alright,
and still life walked past.
Good things happen to those that graft, I muttered, and worked until my fingers bled,
Still life it loped on by.
If I just keep on trying, then the good things will happen!
Life, still not stopped, walked on by.
Life got bored and slapped me round the face.
“Who are you?” I spluttered.
“Life, pleased to meet you. I believe we’ve met briefly in the past.”
“Oh yes, I remember, I was waiting for you to come back.”
“Yes, and I’m quite cross that you’re late.” Arms folded, indignant eyebrow raised.
“Late?” Snapped life abruptly. “Late? I’ve always been here, right in front of you. But you never looked up from your books long enough to notice.”
“Fair point, but I had to, otherwise ‘bad things’ would happen.”
“Explain that to him.”
Life pointed a finger down the road. A cloaked figure, polishing a scythe, leaned nonchalantly against a lamppost which lit the entrance to a previously unnoticed tunnel .
Life continued. “We were beginning to think you were waiting for him. Shall I tell him to go?”
“OK”, I said, “but that slap, it really hurt you know.”
Life smiled. “You think that was painful? He’s been polishing that scythe for 25 years.”
Thanks/ apologies to Markus Zusak. I don’t usually go in to true life confessional mode but I don’t usually do a lot of what I’m doing so what the hey. JodX