And Pray......... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is
fire that we cannot see
but can only feel
inside our hearts,

there is this feeling
that cannot speak for itself
but must seek the help
of some images and
and memories

there is something that makes
us alive
or live and there is something
that can make us die or
even kill ourselves

you think that we choose and
get what we choose?
i do not think so, for sometimes
we just succumb to it
on that night when we were so
alone and so lonely
when our brains slept and slip
when our hearts are so weak

until we begin to move our fingers
touch our bodies
look at the skies and pray....