Predicament Poem by RIC BASTASA

Predicament



On this red spot
I mark my plight

A halt
A hole

A standoff in difficult times
I want to go, but you are rising

An impasse
A white waving handkerchief

Your tears are holding me
Like clutching claws.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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