Shall We Return To The Place Where We First Met? Poem by RIC BASTASA

SO, THE road has ended,
what have we? a dead
end,

we cannot go somewhere now
we have no choice but to confront each other

you face me and i face you

what have we got? i got nothing, you got nothing
we are nothing
now returning to that wish that we can be full that we can be
someone or something
bigger than ourselves our dreams

what have we now? what have we become?

we are nothing and we are not saying anything about it.

we are martyrs of this nothing game.
we go back, since this is a dead end now.

that is the only choice. we must remember and go back there
where we first met each other,

and that was what was it, face to face.