The Talk By The Door Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Talk By The Door



they were all prim and proper
these preachers in town
complete with bible on their hands
and leaflets

i meet them at the porch
and they all smile
for i welcome them

and they talk about Jesus
my friend
and they talk about the afterlife
my objective too

and then i serve them coffee
and pie too
and then i say i am tired and
wants to take
a nap.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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