We find happiness from within. I enjoyed dipping into Wiki’s

version of the play. I got this idea from a comment to one

of my poems. I was asked if in my own poem Waiting for Love

if I was waiting for Godot? I imagine I am artistically-speaking.

You can follow the link above to read the Wiki version which

might help you understand my poem.

Following is my poem and review: There are four main

characters: Vladimir, Estragon, Posso and Lucky.

Much like the TV series, Seinfeld, the play was about nothing really,

just hanging out conversing about life, death and

later suicide. Like Seinfeld there were four main

characters in conflict with one another's philosophy of life. They

kept each other company. This is what many of us do on

paper, we're always trying to find our art from in between

the pages of our lives.

Because the play was so simple, many tried reading in

hidden metaphors. Some thought Godot was actually

God. Maybe, the four main characters were

at Heaven’s gate awaiting God’s approval for salvation

and entry into heaven. Simplicity makes

great writing. In the movie, “7 days and 7 nights,”

Harrison Ford, said something to like, “I want to

complicate the hell out of my life.” I think as

writers and readers of writing, we all want to

complicate the hell out of true art. We strive for

hidden meanings behind all we do.  

The following is my poem Salvation Bound

in homage to the play “Waiting for Godot’

By Samuel Beckett:

ACT 1

Estragon and Vladimir’s spirit has ascended to the mountain

tops and are now looking back from which they came

Estragon removes his boot from his foot, half

expecting to find more than nothing there,

Vladimir tipped his hat half expecting to find more

Than nothing there,    

Both are self-absorbed, hungry for salvation,

One angry and rude, One gentle and weak,  

They didn’t know why they needed Godot, just knew

they were supposed to meet him by a tree, there is one nearby,

of this they were sure, but nothing else,

Vladimir’s cry is shrill and loud, an angry philosopher-type,  

Estragon was meek, self-absorbed, and preoccupied with easing

 his own hunger and pain?  

Both were weary and anxious to meet Godot so they could

Move on. I don’t know if this was move on “in death or life.”

 “Where was Godot? They cried. They eventually lost

track of time. “Was he to be here yesterday or today?”

A slave called Lucky soon arrived in tow by his master, Posso,

All four began doing a swap-hat dance, each believing

Their hats were magical and they wanted

to know how it felt to be someone else.  

Lucky sang them all a song about an inhospitable earth, where

“A slave diminishes in a world that does not

nurture him.” Maybe, he was named Lucky because

he had no expectations. I think all humans will diminish in a world

with no expectations or nurturing from others.

Lucky and Posso departed.

A small messenger boy appeared, once again, “Godot, my master,

will not be coming today, but surely tomorrow he will.” Both were

invisibly tied to the arrival of Godot and could not leave. They

were honor-bound to wait. 

Act II

Both Vladimir and Estragon seem to be living the same day

over and over, just like in the movies, Ground Hog or 51^st Date,

And every night Vladimir sang a maternal lullaby to Estragon as he

adopted the fetal position of a child in sleep.  

Posso and Lucky appeared once again, this time their roles

reversed, Lucky was leading Posso by a shorter rope. Posso

was now blind. The slave Lucky did not run away. He still had

no expectations and he stayed faithful as Posso reflects,

“They give birth astride of a Grave, the light

gleams an instant, then it’s night, Once more.”

And the messenger boy appears once again, Godot, my

master, will not be coming today, but surely tomorrow he

will.” The two consider hanging themselves with Estragon’s

belt. It broke in two and Estragon’s pants fell down and he

didn’t care  They are stooges trapped somewhere in between

freedom and imprisonment, and a grave and a gleam of light.

 What’s your take?