Listening To The Music Of My Freedom.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is easy to
realize that all these
that happen to us
are nothing but hormonal.

so i decided not to bother
your indifference
i have pitied my ignorance
and most of all
this stupidity

to be a beggar has become
another disgrace
to find happiness somewhere
else
is unnecessary slavery

so this morning i just let
things go
i let things out
i spit it out like an
unwanted phlegm
a leftover between my teeth
that stinks to my being

and so when you came
the sun has come out already
light spreads in the room
filtered by the silk curtains
and i lay my body
on the sofa listening to the
music of my newly found
freedom...