'what do you really know of me?'

What do you really know of me?
Amadore once told me...
and set into rhyme in a murmur soft
he told me about what life to him brought...

"In search of life
I have wandered to hills and valleys
to pubs and cities... to aunt Sally's...
in search of life I have done so many things
dived into the coldest lake
to suffer hypothermic freeze...
Wrapping myself up in sheepskin tight
In a moist cave I spent a whole night...
what do you really know of me?
I have made rope from intestine
and slept on dead grass
in a burnt wood of pine...
Camikazi knot having tied to a boulder of a cliff
I jumped into the fearsome deep...
and fell the breezy weightless me
I fell straight to the blue green sea...
Survived several deadly crash
on my back got whippings of lash...
three diagonal marks of pride
A survivor of a hurricane ride...
Rolling over a downy slope
hitting shrubs and bushes of thorns
pains I coped...

And then met a youngish maid
in a whispery tone who to me said
'Settle down kid...settle down...
You've raised a storm and people do frown...
At your reckless flamboyant life
you got panache but lack a wife...'

So I thought stopping for a while
Why not change the adventurous file
of my life so much under fire
why not settle with a flat tyre?

After a few years a baby was born
with blue eyes he like a starlet shone...
in our cottage on a hill
beside the stream where fish danced till
the evening set in like a curtain of haze
i stopped climbing and jumping...
grew only maize...
and toiled hard from morn to night
and we owned a golden sight...
Soon the boy grew strong
and the bout of adventure came back and I longed...

Oneday giving them the land and my purse...
I set out early called by stars...
And days and months and years slipped away and slid
I journeyed again to the unpredictable bid
of Nature calling me to come out in the open...
Where strong dreams are with music woven...
What really do you know of me?
I have leapt into the blue green sea...
Straight from a cliff a Camikazi knot
That's my story to put it short..."

Saying this old Amadore
Took a bottle of Chardonnay and poured
a big shot down his throat...