For You My Friend.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

For You My Friend....



i am feverish.
i would have gone into serious thoughts.
but how can i?
i do not want to open like the sky.
at noon the sun,
then perhaps death.

the sky may open as it can,
but there is nothing in there.
nothing much.

the honesty is killing all of us.
liberation is dangerous.
there will be sacrifices.
and it could be
you.

Sunday, November 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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