So? .......... Poem by RIC BASTASA

we watch and we shall say nothing.
all trash we say, all fake news we conclude.
we walk and pass by all these.
saying, these are but temporary occurrences
of deaths and change, of banishment and freedom.
we juggle and fetter, we have to be magicians.
surely we shall survive away from them.
bodies are buried on the papers.
talks will go away like feathers plucked from a murdered bird.
just a bird anyway. just some small ants which veered away
from the usual anthills and the route to trees.

we watch and say nothing. we are never involved.
the secret of their survival for those who ride in the wings of power.

we watch thinking that we could not die. we die just the same.
and hence finally, finally not saying.

so have you ever spoken too? here we are just watching still.
from above the skies, still searching for meaning.