Many Still Question... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Many Still Question...



many still question
loneliness,
tracing the roots
and thinking about possible cures

i have aged
my hair has turned grey
58%
and i don't ask anymore

it is a tree
and there are so many fruits
to gather
and satisfy our
hunger and thirst
with them
ripe for the picking

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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