To A Certain Group Of Truth Seekers.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

a school of fish
is freed from my nets of logic
now they are free to search
for their own
safety in their own corrals
underneath this
sea of democracy....

there is no need for another
briefing or a gathering
i am safe now too
within my own niche
i am rested for once
not having to say
any word
at all....

for in truth you are armed to your
teeth now
ready as always to face your
inner struggles

there is no use of me now
as you swim further to fight your own battles