Sleeping - Poem by RIC BASTASA
it is alright really to sleep for a while
for a day, or even for the whole week,
if that is what you really want.
do you really like to take the much needed sleep?
just asking you from the bottom of my heart.
you may. you must if you really need it.
you must if you really feel like doing it.
you may finally decide to die.
it is your life. you wear the desired shoes.
you take the color that you intend.
it too, shall be your chosen death.
we may mourn, but you know that we too have our own concerns.
we cannot mourn for that long.
we have our journeys too.
our own battles, and when you lay there, a dead man on the street
as we rush, we may forget to bury you.
it is time that you too must learn to bury yourself.
it goes naturally, as a consequence of your learning how to die.
as others still fight to get their last breath
you take the plunge.
into that darkness, into that emptiness.
meanwhile, this saturday, we are set to go on a picnic.
under the blue clouds, we may talk about you.
i am not sure really. perhaps. maybe.
do not blame us. we have chosen life.
we also know how to forgive and then forget.
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