Faced Again With The Usual Questions Poem by RIC BASTASA

Faced Again With The Usual Questions



the walls face you again
with the usual questions

they were answered before
and now they come begging

for new answers telling you
times have changed like the

color of fading jeans, and
your answers have become

unsatisfactory. you state
your case and you beg

the judge, that somehow
the need for rephrasing

has become a necessity.
you straighten your tie

feel the collar on your neck
and say: I am ready, shoot.

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Philippines
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