Write Me A Poem Which Has Nothing To Say... Poem by RIC BASTASA

why should
something so important
be said?

or why should....
will that matter?

i am tired of all these
bickering

a drop of blood
a dew, a tear
some sweat
drops

a spit, a venom
from your snake,

a smoke, a gun burst,
a bomb, a drop of water
from the sky

a speech of denial,
an euphemism from a well-rounded
ambassador of
deception,

a divided country
a dumb herd of sheep,
a fleeting school of fish,


a red rose on a glass vase
by the window
facing the sun rising from
the hills


a frame of a window
and you sitting there as another
silhouette of
art.