RIC S. BASTASA
Narcissus - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
I met this Narcissus one night
in a party tendered by
and there are Adonises
meeting us in smiles and
and they all speak of beauty
and how these flesh
that attract must be preserved
the mirrors in the room
they look at their faces
and they all mutually admire
then i stop to ask them
why can't they love the other
the lonely and the challenged ones
of this society?
they look inside their eyes
and feel the love they all have
the beautiful faces that only them
their eyes can love
this is what i call real ugliness.
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