RIC S. BASTASA


Solicitor - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

she enters the door
and i ask her to be seated
polite
i am to a stranger
i am busy then
on a paper work
that could not
be finished in a day
her curly hair
signifies a complicated
request
for money,
i am shocked to this
kind of
felicity,
turned down the
request for
sponsorship on
something
that i cannot watch
i am not a
politician
go somewhere else
i do not
kowtow


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010



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