Now The Amor Seco
at the football field
where the players
are either dead
or missing
or sick and still
dying
the amor seco
blameless for
those who come
by reason
of loneliness
shot by their
false bullets
the pants
too have anger
today, defenseless
the amor seco
annihilated like
unarmed soldiers
of our weaker state
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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