While In Hongkong..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

ten years ago
i brave the rains
in Hongkong
early sundae morning
alone and then
two police officers
followed me
and asked me and i
told them i am
a Filipino trying
to buy chines noodles
in the nearby store
and now i still wonder
what if
they did not believe me?
would i not have
ended in jail?
and so still it comes
to my mind
why did i go to Hongkong
only for those
Chinese noodles?
and why did i go that
far, only to be
lonely once again
ten years ago
and still nothing really
that magnificent
happened.