Rat 7 Poem by RIC BASTASA

i imagine you at your office
perhaps at the 105th floor
and you are busy with your
usual paper works
everything about strategies
how to make more money
and deciding about other people's
lives, their properties and
their liberties

now, try imagining if i can still
imagine
if you can still imagine me?

oh well, forget about it.
i have other plans myself
and waiting for you at the ground floor
could be nothing
but a silly wish.