Our Only Hope.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

nothing is taken from nowhere
as there can be no beginning if there is no end
there can only be conversion from one form to another
everything starts from a substance
an energy form
a disturbance of a stagnant clear pool
a mass of light
that suddenly burst into flames

at the tip of these all
you cannot pinpoint where is the start
and where's the beginning
all shall accept what is given
and all shall give back what was taken

the face of humanity is no one's face
as it is with a dropp of rain to the ocean's body

that is our only hope.