A Sketch Of Fairness Poem by RIC BASTASA

in the park the
baby is on a cart
as the young mother
drives it toward the
father who is waiting
carrying a diaper

do not think that
you are a loser

attention is diverted
to the rain that starts
to fall

to the car that just
parked on the road

to the jet plane that
draws a white line
on the sky

to the bird that
punctuates a branch
of the poplar

to the man sitting
alone on a bench
looking blank

well, you sit back and relax
and tell yourself
life is fair.