The Swift Wings Of Time Poem by RIC BASTASA

haven't you learned
your lesson? you call a friend
he is busy attending to a new born child

you call a cousin
he is getting married and busy preparing for
his wedding

the last one you call
had already gone to the U.S.
on a care giving job

a niece has just flown to
Canada
bringing with her
a family of her own
now

you accept it as a fact again
you are on your own trail again
left out by the swift wings of
time
wondering if
you have something to hold on
and
survive...