A Confession... Poem by RIC BASTASA

today i post some old pictures of mine
in facebook,
it is actually one way of going back to the past
and checking
if i am still part of it,
they say the past is gone
and in some ways we do not live there anymore
and so i search for my old face
when i was so young then
and vibrant about what my future brings,
there i was, so alive,
believing that this world has
integrity and
that every man rises to a certain height
pursuant to merit
and for the valid reasons
fit for a cause,
they say i was too handsome for my present
and i agree
time has scarred my face, the injustice has
scared me much,
and then i look at myself in the mirror again
i have succeeded
i am scarred but i have survived
i am alive and shall move on with the challenges of my life
nothing hinders me
because i am real, i have sided with the truth
and shall sacrifice some more.