Stones And Butterflies Poem by RIC BASTASA

We talk about stones

Stones can be
Sensations if
We keep on
Talking about
Stones not as
Stones

You have stones
You like them
They become
Diamonds which
You keep

Those who watch
Us feel stupid
They laugh and
Laugh

And we laugh at
Them
And then they become
Stones
Which are
Sensational

I am stupid
I laugh with you
But i never like
Stones

They're hard and
Faceless and
Silent and
So stupid for me

I like butterflies
And so i set them
Free to look for
The flowers they
Love

What i like in
Them is that
They die in a
Day or two

Without a trace
Where their broken
Wings are