Friday Mornings

The Presenters interviewed the excluded boy.
Their stated aim was to understand,
to see what could be improved,
how it could be made better for everyone.

“How did he feel about being excluded,” they asked.
“Don’t matter” the boy said.
“Don’t go anyway, ‘cept for Friday mornings.
Just mess about on the street.
Used to wind ‘em up when I went,
‘ave a laugh
that’s all
bit of fun messing.”

“Why?” an Interviewer asked.
“Borin’ innit.
Pointless
waste of time
apart from Friday mornings.
And I’m a waste of space
don’t wanna go
won’t go.”

“So you don’t mind being excluded?”
an Interviewer asked.
“Naw, rather be out with my mates,
they keep getting excluded an’ all,
there’s no point to it
we can’t do it
don’t want to try
they’re all idiots
don’t wanna go,
‘cept for Friday mornings.

The questions came and went
the answers repetitive
but no one asked him
what happened
on Friday mornings.

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud "War Poetry for Today" competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. You can find Lynn at https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/ Read other articles by Lynn, or visit Lynn's website.