I Belong To This Group Of Men Poem by RIC BASTASA

i belong to this group of men with eyes
that look like full moons gazing at some stars
not just seeing the glitter but
minding the faults as well of the lights that sometime fail
and then mete the penalties for failing to live up
to the demands of light and orbit
against darkness and the bad things that sometimes
loneliness can inflict upon us

we are human
we believe in rules that we make and we impose the standards
of our actions

i belong to this group of men tasked to measure
the value of each man
his strengths and his weaknesses
the chambers where the rules are laid
the hammers that must be be banged
the souls that must be made to suffer
the segregation of those unfit
from these society of fools

i belong to this group of self-righteous men
for years and years i will be here
not counting the cost of my strangeness
this alienation from day to day
this segregation of me
this falling and falling and falling

far from you i have no feelings anymore
i am all mind

i am broken i am all mind i am looking for the images
of softness
and gentleness and loftiness
i long for the humility of sinfulness

teach me how can i be human again?