Staring At The Sun In Protest Poem by RIC BASTASA

staring at the sun on a noonday
in protest of what is happening to
all of the honest people
the annihilation of those who still
have integrity

i get blinded with too much heat
and penetrating light of the powers that be

expectantly i must surrender
for there is no other choice
they keep on reminding me
but i did not and i will not

in too much loneliness and feeling
left out in the corner of my choices
i begin to see the faces of my truths

these truths
all these painful truths of
a democracy veiled in the euphemisms
of evil ones

i have no regret
the voice of God speaks
and that is enough for me
my body is torn and rotten

my soul is emerging
triumphant at the end...