This Is The Village Of Happy Idiots.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

This Is The Village Of Happy Idiots....



the subject woke up
earlier
something unusual has
happened

the object had gone
to church for the morning
mass

everything happens quickly
between two subjects
with which to keep the
secret intact
no pronouns are used
only verbs that do what
they do inside
a locked room

the prayers are long
the sermon of the priest
even longer

when the object arrives
everything is already set
for a well arranged lie

check the chairs
they are well placed in the
order of their
importance

the food is ready
on the table the scent of
bacon and sunny side up eggs
and steamed rice
permeates the senses of the
old room

in this village
infidelity is the rule
faithfulness is just
another pretentious
story told by dirty old
men to their
hilarious servants

dirty linens should not
be exposed under the glare of
the mighty sun
keep your mouth shut and
let the peace and harmony
reign

this is the village of
happy idiots....

Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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