He Pleaded Ignorance

By KOLBUS MOOLMAN

He did not know what the sky was made of.

He did not know what fire tasted like.

He did not know how far away from the earth the truth was.

He did not know how long a man could survive without any covering over his
body. Such as skin.

He did not know the current market value of love.

He did not know the lengths a man would go to in order to find deception.

He did not know where it all came from.

Then he came up out of the water.

Then he found that he could still breathe. Even though it was air.

 

 

Kobus Moolman is an award-winning South African poet and playwright. He teaches creative writing at the University of KwaZulu-Natal in Durban.

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He Pleaded Ignorance

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