Spitting It Out.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

he does not have to wear
another mask to protect himself
from the bombardment of
inhumanity

masks are unnecessary to a face
thickened by insults and disrespect
and even the past spits

his face withstood time
his eyes firmly held the light of his
truth
and his mouth is full
ready to spit it out too
in the faces of those who need
to be done so.

he spit it out once to the sky but to
no avail
as it landed on the very face that
he thought he would love.