Always Moving On.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the bombing in that airport
puts us to shivers

you say how lax could they be
how wasted lives are taken just in the blink of an eye

there is no time to dig into the causes and
the effects

the first step is to bury the dead
the kids, and there are twins right?

the second step is to clean that airport
let the operation begin again, no need to prolong
the agony and the shock

no one is to blame
life moves on like everyday

it is the silence that we fear most
it strikes again and creates another noise

do we carry earphones and turn on to rock music?
do we stay put in the house and learn to live as monks?

no way. we go to malls again
buy our necessities, walk the parks, and enjoy life as usual


for life is too short for all these threats
if they take it again, so what?

society heals itself
you pour on more fear, it gets attuned

you face your killer as a friend
you smile and hope, he smiles back at you

you walk this world at the end as one
humanity, perhaps die now but we always come back later


changed, renewed, fresh, confident, fearless.
wise, decent, white as lambs, brave as bulls,
flying higher as eagles, tall and dignified
as cliffs and mountains, wide and countless
as waves and winds


and always, always, moving on.....