Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


your struggles and my own


we climb this cliff
and up there let us see
what is best for us
you think about something else
like jumping off
while i stay and ponder
about the meaning of the
climbing the significance
of cliffs

if you jump off and you
think you fly away like a bird
just like that
that is your choice

if i remain here like
a stone or a vine or a worm
and think that there is something here
worth the stay
that is my choice too

oh, you fly away like a bird
and i am left
with all the guilt you are leaving me

how can you be so
treacherous and so unkind?

Submitted: Friday, July 18, 2008

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