No Mending At All... Poem by RIC BASTASA
No Mending At All...
the law is a
stick
and we stick to
the law
as we take the
beat
of the law's dance
rhythm
they are beaten
and we keep on
beating to the
dance of this
life, this death and
fading silence.
dance to the latin
beat, the salsa, and
the grind,
forget who gets the
pain most
as they say it, dura
lex sed lex, and those
who are broken cannot
need a mending.
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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