In One Of My Poems Poem by RIC BASTASA

in one of my poems that i wrote last night
i started well you say, something great at the start
and the way i ended it, you say, was bad,
nothing but a cliche

about the shallow minds of people around me
(and of course, if i may be allowed to tell you,
must have offended you,
precisely, you were around me during that night
when i made a very bad ending
on that poem which started just right
on the first two stanzas) ,

but no offense was meant, the poem was written
with malice towards none,

it just had to end that way,
there was no more
electricity