Soon You Will Be Like Us Poem by RIC BASTASA

soon you will be like us
we have grown our wings not without the pain
for every bone and feather
like the teeth growing on the gums of children
there were cries and sighs

why us?
why only us? where are the rest of the lonely people of this world?
are they dead?
did they kill them?
or are they just there in the nooks of silence waiting for us
for every word that we say

they must be looking and scrutinizing every syllable
appraising every metaphor

they are saying
we do not deserve this loneliness
we have not written much
we have not filled each and every space
the abscess and the absence
we have not fully explained