The Cage.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Cage....



one can see
an unaffected wire
cage on days when
the lovebirds
are set free

it has no wings
only squares and squares
of the usual
indifference

whether the door is open
or close
what does it matter to it?

an instrument will always be
the usual instrument
there is no imagination
no dream
not even the temporary bliss
of an illusion

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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