An Ode To J. Poem by RIC BASTASA

While driving the car
he wondered, what if...

all his life he had
been driving for somebody else

he never drove for himself
he never had a car anyway

his college degree in agriculture
was nothing
all those hard studying days
are wasted

his father should not have sent
him to school
and spent money for him

there is no item for him
except this contractual job

always a driver, not even a clerk
and he is tired of his fate

he wonders what was he in his first
life? perhaps, i was just a slave

a lowly servant, from day one to
the eternity of his evolution,

i closed my eyes and wondered too,
perhaps in my previous life, a king?