The Rony Of Your Life Poem by RIC BASTASA

so many things litter
empty bottles
wrappers
rugs, slippers with lost pairs
dog's hair
banana peelings,

in the kitchen after you eat
you are always caught up with so many reasons
to leave early

so many things to attend to
words to fabricate
sentences to make at the rush hour

you risk life at the jammed traffic
of the city streets

and then when you arrive at your destination
you find the irony of life

you are caught up in the net of
jejune

so many papers piling up like a mountain
and then you have no nerve
to make the climb

you sit there
look beyond the glass
your legs are crossed
and then you
do nothing

and that is the final decision.