Carer: are you sure that no one at home did this?
Alex: I was running in the sand pit, and then I fell over. Honest!
I have always held him back, that’s the point we’re down this track
That is the motive he gives - why we always have to unpack
Our lives in another place, hidden drips from my mother’s face
Smooth and nimble violence that he has learnt to do with grace
Teacher: Your mother came in today to drop you off, wearing glasses. Did she look a little strange underneath them to you? I'm a little worried…
Alex: She looks normal. Do we get to play dress up today?
Walks to the beach are so fast; I’m hopeful this house will last
Sent to the beach, it’s so cold, no more having a blast
I walk back through the darkness. Confused, Police have now amassed
A policewoman runs to me with a blanket. Another day has passed.
Counsellor: You don’t seem okay… That fight today at school was concerning. You haven’t hit anyone before; will you again?
Alex: He was saying I was wrong! But I wasn't! He made me embarrassed in front of the others.
I hold comfort in these strains, so I cannot hurt again
Clinging to the grip of the bottle of my Phenazine
Finding hope was a blessing, no room for confrontation
Reading the bible to provide me a proper direction
Priest: Are you sure you are ready to for the Mission? It is 2 years, and pay is extremely minimal.
Alex: Children in Timor-Leste have no opportunity compared to what we’re given here. I would feel guilty if I didn’t. I’m ready Father.