Manila This Summer - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

Here you all come
The City of
Cardinal Sin

A picture of you
is sent
The sun is behind you

I know that smell
The air from the sea that carries
the news of
A hundred dead rats
You cross the road
Run! Run!

You are staying in one of those
tiny rooms now
Your favorite greeting is
'Excuse me'

They all think that we all love
shrimps and crabs
Which they all think are the most
expensive delicacies that
we all have to wait for hours
creating the suspense of our

They are all wrong
We are too simple for them
and they are too complicated for us
In such a
way that to maintain this balance
We keep our mouths shut.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

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