RIC S. BASTASA


From The Nooks Of Jakarta - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the canal gives up
the river's bosom is filled with
plastic garbage
the color of the water is
black
the leaves of trees
keep on falling
to the ground

people pass by
nothing's new
everything the same
day in and day out
business has to
continue
Indonesians simply
move on
with their
daily lives

it will be the same
here
when i come home again

sweet too is the garbage
of my country
my home


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013



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