425 Poem by RIC BASTASA

425



one more day papa
for me to get to know you more
how the days and years have built a wall between us
how you kept on telling me that after mama died the years had become so
hollow and even so cruel
one day more papa
you have always repeated that we are destined to be split
like a bamboo
and that sharp bolo does it with nothing but seconds

i leave back to where i am
and you will be staying to where you are
you tell me your heart is broken
but i will not tell you that mine too is bleeding

one day more papa and there will be no other days
i have long been dead away from your hands

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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