Good Deeds Poem by RIC BASTASA

i will be passing from this world
in a little stopover
this place of mess and Mesmer

for me to get a pass to another world
perfect as they say
sorrow less and infinite
i know what i have to offer

good deeds, and everything from love,
and the faith that must never fade

i am waiting for the next door to open for me
look at me in my silent selfishness
oh, this excitement that i cannot speak
and share
with you

not minding about the series of the pains anymore
setting aside patches of pleasures

thinking about the next train
the final destination