RIC S. BASTASA


That Final Knowledge.... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the closest to your heart
was burned, literally, the body into
ashes

from ashes to ashes you screamed against the heavens
and the heavens answered that
it could have been you
but you were spared so that your eyes can see and your ears can hear,

it will only be for a time that
you question all these and find the roots
and perhaps uproot that
tree that caused the madness of revenge

now, look at you
after burying the signals of the times
you are back
in the race of rats
the dogs howl again
and in the darkness you fly again

when the moon is full
another one suffers
from the harshness of your hands
you have forgotten
how is it to be more powerful
in patience
in the tenderness of the human heart

sooner shall the leaves of live bury you
and then perhaps you shall finally know.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012



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