- Vol. 03
- Chapter 05
BACKPACK
His backpack was supported by shoulders
which ached with the weight of an animal,
that depended on him.
His animal – His burden.
It was stuffed with tiny jewels of books,
crayons, crushed collectables, comforts,
which made up his past and present.
His animal – His life.
His backpack comforted him by texture
fluffy, furry, feline who knows,
a long-ago link with the past.
His animal – His memories.
His parents chivvied him along,
with encouraging words, silly songs,
which made him laugh.
His parents – His Mum and Dad.
All washed away on the long boat ride
and his backpack morphed into
a wet lump of fabric which bore the words.
One hundred percent polymeric fibres.
Hand-wash with care – made in China.
But he was born in Syria.