The Usual Find.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Usual Find....



you cross the sea
arrive at a port
on a land where you
were never for once
has set foot on
its rock
you carry your bag
traveling lightly
you follow a road
that winds upon
the mountainsides
you cross more rivers
down the valleys
and when you arrive
at what he is boasting
you actually find
nothing.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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