A Situation Like Here.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Situation Like Here....



he enters a door
the frames are eaten by termites

he goes inside
where the chairs have only three feet
the sofa is like a stomach with intestines getting out

the roof leaks
there are stains of dried liquid on its corners
blood of a woman

the ceiling is like some rotten leaves
without stalkers

the floor is rough like a rocky shore
mud plated on some surfaces

he looks at the pile of papers
people are always quarreling

and there are endless litigations here

no one wants to shrink a little
and give way to something
perhaps bigger

the setting itself is unjust

the aircon is cracking like some hot oil
where water sprinkles itself unnecessarily
or inadvertently

i do not like to be here
but here i am

learning to live with injustice
dirt and rotten system

turning into humus

on the other hand, there must be a time for change
a fertile ground

after so much leaking and wetting and
rotting

worms eating themselves
bats evacuating
leaving feces on the floors

airy space, silent halls, and children giggling

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RIC BASTASA

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