If This Was Your Heyday Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

If this was your heyday
Would you wear platforms
and go to a disco and dance
all night.

Would you make out with a guy
in the front seat of the car,
till the horn touched by mistake
wakes everybody to alert them of
nifty doings.

Would you go to the waterfall
and dance to the latest tunesin your webbed shoes?

Would you laugh at profesort and
hide from them and call it learning
by osmosis.

Would you go up the mountains
in the dark to watch the traffic
trickle down there like a gold thread.

Would you cross the Mbabane River
in the dark to the cooing of Donner
Summer.

Would you walk on powder from fire
extinguishers and think the dorm
was burning when a crazy one turned
them on for the hell of it.

Would you go on strike and refuse
to go to class for you know the
cycle. They strike, they go home,
They are recalled and classes go on.


If you had known what life really asked of you,
would you dance to a hit song about Vietnam
all night.







would you turn back the clock.