God Is Good. Poem by RIC BASTASA

somehow it is not all
about love, it will be sometimes a shame
if you
know all about these

i must tell you since i am about to burst
and i can be a disaster

i do not want a world annihilated
by my silence

i will say a word and i will not stop right there
i will describe a place there is a bridge there
between us

the boat is in my hand i will carry it to you
you will sleep like the water

i love it and i see it i am mesmerized
it sees me but it does not feel it keeps on doing what it does

it stops finally like a movie
and i the fanatic haVE to arrive at my senses and sing my song

the wall hears it and wants to shed tears
it is a very lonely song that even the wood can easily understand

i must stop telling you
my lips are shameless and my head is about to crack

there is an understanding and it is inside the heart of
our solitude

now you understand but i am not walking away
i am staying in the name of life and its colors


let the man in black wait
as i begin to count my fingers for the last days of my life


the boat is ready and the weather is fine
the afternoon is cold like wood with misty dress

i am writing a letter to my best friend who died
a month ago
and i am telling him i am staying for a while

i put the famous postscript that i keep on reminding him
when he was alive stormed in so much depression

life is beautiful
God is good.