Diligence Poem by RIC BASTASA

at 3 o'clock
the surfer continues to search
for what is missing

in his life
scanning it like the pages of an old
diary

in his exhaustion he continues
till daybreak

until he finds it
he cannot sleep until the question is answered

there is this seed that grows within
there are roots digging

the value of his existence
the reasons enumerating why a day should be added

what tomorrows are relevant
why death is untimely

his fingers press the keys
until it finds

what he dreamt last night
the face of his father begging to do what he did not achieve

during his lifetime.
he hears the cries of the goat bound for the slaughterhouse.