Upon Being Numb - Poem by RIC BASTASA

at the end
one sees what matters

nothing really
one finally says yes
to everything

whatever comes
without question one embraces
as part of
its existence

whatever is taken
one nods
and admits that it is always
rightly taken

at the end
you arrive at a dead

it is destiny
it is always that fate that tells you
you are here and you have
always at the right hour

there are no more questions
and so
as a matter of consequence
there too are no more answers

it is empty as light and space
it is an erasure of everything that is written

at the end
one really can see nothing at all

nothing matters
nothing taken
nothing given

at the end you smile
what a wasted lifetime!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012

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