The Term 'Visitor' Poem by RIC BASTASA

i am trying to delve deeper
into the meaning of the word 'visitor'

a term once used by him,
to explain why he lives

on a rented house and keeps
just a bed, a table and a chair

and some books and poems and
stories that he keep on telling

nothing more of any sort like
a refrigerator or a personal

computer, simply because he
is just a 'visitor' here, and

then there came a 'sickness'
for a 'visitor' in the house

and that is precisely the moment
when i begin to understand

what this word really means, why
we do not need much, why

we discuss nothing about land,
or money, or even friends

as permanent possessions, as
hindrances even to our next

journey, why we should not have
mansions and flashy cars, why we should not

talk that much during dinners, or scream or
laugh when either a child is born

or when a lighting strikes and hits
the one you claim you love.