The Death Of Cezar Z. Poem by RIC BASTASA

the news reached us
he has three stab wounds
alone, he was in his room
for three days,
he was discovered because
of the stink

he wanted to be alone
all in his life
and he never informed us
where he lives and what
he is doing

he recieves this allowance
regularly through his atm
account
and since he wanted to be alone
and be left alone
as that was what he wanted
we respected him

until news of his tragic death
arrived and we are at a loss
without knowing who stabbed him
and why he died that way


his cousin says it is useless
to have this crime investigated
there are no witnesses
and we are far away and we cannot
be there due to this pandemic

and so we let things take its
due course
let bygones be bygones
he shall be buried right away
and then we remember and then
we choose just to forget.

his sister my wife finally
decides to just let all the
prayers find justice for him
and for those who died just like
him, murdered, and finally
rested in his grave.