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Boulders:
BOULDERS:
Brother Fogarty said when,
prideful, I proclaimed excellence
after a coup de tat
in an English exam,
that he would leap free
from the building, dive
headfirst into the open sewer
that adorned our terrible school
if I could repeat myself
come end of year examinations.
For weeks I was the centre,
every child whacking me,
wishing me well,
all longing to see
Brother Fogarty
take that infamous leap.
The pressure built
became a rock I could not carry
much like the boulders
we were forced to lug around
in the name of Physical Education.
The question remains:
Was it so wrong
to take pride in my work?
Was it so different
from the pride
that Christian man took
in undoing me?
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