The Fence by Lenrie Peters

There where the dim past and future mingle
their nebulous hopes and aspirations
there I lie.

There where truth and untruth struggle
in endless and bloody combat,
there I lie.

There where time moves forwards and backwards
with not one moment’s pause for sighing,
there I lie.

There where the body ages relentlessly
and only the feeble mind can wander back

there I lie in open-souled amazement

There where all the opposites arrive
to plague the inner senses, but do not fuse,
I hold my head; and then contrive
to stop the constant motion.
my head goes round and round,
but I have not been drinking;
I feel the buoyant waves; I stagger

It seems the world has changed her garment.
but it is I who have not crossed the fence,
So there I lie.

There where the need for good and “the doing good” conflict, there I lie.

LENRIE PETERS

Lenrie Leopold Wilfred Peters was a Gambian surgeon, educationist, novelist and poet. He was born on 1st September, 1932 and died on 28th May, 2009. May his soul rest in peace.