It Is Not Easy, Mind You Poem by RIC BASTASA

There is always a need to speak.

have you heard the old man at dawn
speaking to his horse?
because his only son was killed in
the conflict, his body thrown to the river
and nowhere to the found,

the father sought the body all the years
even speaking to the fish
befriending the stones, and even
asking if the moss too have names
for its progenitor

if the in these river banks a mother
once cried asking for
a reason why her son was killed

there is a need to speak as houses
must have doors.

it is not easy, mind you.