His Youngest
two wives
and five children
he embraces the Koran
his education
and religion and his peers
and forefathers
crowding inside his mind
at the airport he looks at
his youngest daughter
playing with a toy
puppy
tears fall from his eyes
for yesterday
if it were not for a little delay
of the car
he would have been included in that convoy
that met the
horrible massacre
blessings in disguise
he kisses his youngest daughter
his time has not arrived yet
he has things to do yet
always now to love
and to love always more
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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