Uploaded on Mar 29, 2009
Our film commentary on the poem 'ride' by Benjamin Zephaniah.
By Nienke Huberts, Marloes Hoppen, Marthe van Rijn and Sterre Koops
we first met on a golden night
as the moon radiated love light
on the dock of the bay
somewhere between the real deal and an illusion
we lay unapologetically
stroking each others lack of responsibility
'I want to be a poet,'
she said looking over the mountain,
'i want to be a hippy,'
she said checking out me natty dread,
'I want to be political,'
she whispered as she admired my scars
'I may not look it, but i'm really oppressed,'
she said smiling,
handing me her welfare book.
the sea lassoed the shore
time and night hovered towards daylight
and bellyfilled foxes sniffed their way home.
she put the blanket over her head
farted, and fell asleep
the next time i saw her
she was trying to find the Goddess of Plenty,
desperately seeking the freeway
and after me money.
'It's different for women,' she said
'We can use men for their bodies
men do it to us all the time.'
the next time I saw her
she ran over me with her wheelchair
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