For M
THE GATE did not open for you
the window is still closed to date
there is no way then
for you to go inside
and be counted
as one of those lucky winners
of this day,
ain't no survivor but i am glad with the way how you dance to this
music of death
the world is wide, the seas are incalculable, space is always and
will always be open with the arms of its
unending horizon
i like your attitude
when you tell me that you are packing your bags with your family
for a vacation this summer
beach, white sand, colored balloons, banana boats,
cold Pensacola, a new bikini, buffet dinners,
fun, fun, fun, more and more fun
until then you have forgotten what lurking is
what death is,
don't mind me, i am also going that way
ah, let all those disappointment disappoint themselves
let those problems devise their own solutions
for the meantime, the beach is too inviting
take a dip, have that summer plunge, laugh and love,
take life to the full, up to its brim,
and let all those despair
envy you forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
