The Reason For All These........ Poem by RIC BASTASA

the reason why all these
exist
is because of the spots
that blind you

with so much light
and silence
with so much mystery
and reluctance

perhaps when the will
becomes as strong as the
storm
when the rage becomes
intolerable
the real party of chaos
may finally come and
take you

but where? do remember
how the smoke comes out
of the chimney and yet it
made you sad?

but when? death shall
overtake you
and nothing happens
to the child in the hammock.