Who Is The Best Among Us? .... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i dont ever think about who is best i agree theres no one who deserves the title.
nobody no one
who is here is an internal struggle others may pretend they know happiness forget the past do not mind the future
carpe diem grab what is near you and live for the moment even only for an existence of a second like a mythical moss the flowers that bloom today tomorrow shall be dying
why do you worry about who is best is that important is that the gauge of what we are doing is that the temptation the reason the raison d etre for scribbling lots of words and befriending phrases for praises
absolutely one who stays longer here agrees that it is not simply because we are here because out there nobody care nobody hears our scream on that not so well painted boat against a lousy pastel horizon beside a nearby volcanic eruption

do not read why do you go find another place where you think the best and the mufti-awarded where the laureates exist and be the clapping hands buy tickets for their reading sessions and care to listen

leave us we are free to be dumb
eager to be idiots lusting to be morons
happy to be nincompoops

see the world is a wide ocean limitless space and full of the anonymous
those great spirits live in heaven as we try our best to thrive in what perhaps you call rightfully as


hell.